This story is one of a situation from my past. As an adult I now have a lot of different fetishes but one I have always had is kind of weird, I have and asshole fetish. I love them. Pink, puckered, & hairless (or almost). I'm not one for nasty hairy assholes just the smooth ones. I love licking them, playing with them, fucking them just about anything you ca...
I nervously waited in the Philadelphia International Airport baggage claim area for Angus Talbot to pass through from his return from three weeks in the Bahamas. That was half the time I'd been working for him, transferring from the Chicago office at his request. At twenty-five, I was in my first job following graduate school as a concept artist at a major a...
Billy Olsen's life back in 1966 was no bed of roses, having been sick for much of his teenage years, and even after pretty much recovering from rheumatic fever Billy's overbearing mother insisted he stayed in the house most of the time, studying and reading. The result was that Billy was a smart kid despite doing much of the work at home, and his mother co...
After leaving Dave's apartment that day, I was like a zombie. I did everything in my power to forget what had just happened. I went by the library and buried myself in books, but still my thoughts were constantly drawn back to the feeling of Dave's hands on my body. I hid away in the library for most of the day. I had assumed that if he really wanted to come...
After tending to the needs of the bound burglar in the exercise room, I entered the living room of the house on Park to find that there had been an addition. "The pizza came, and maybe soon the pizza man will come as well," Eric said cheerfully to me, as I walked in. Eric was sitting in the middle of the sofa and had a young guy, certainly no more than nine...
"This is a fantasy about a man being taken by other men, if you're not into such fantasies please don't leave negative feedback." ***** I'm traveling again. This is my busy season as a photographer, March through November. It's been a very good year so far and I finally made it down to Cocoa Beach, FL for a shoot at Ron Jon surfboard shop. Why these out of...
He was on the Boulevard again. It was a beautiful summer night. The air was sweet. The columns of smoke that had been here for days had lifted. There was none of the fever that he had had the night before. His head was remarkably clear. He saw things the way they were. He was newly, last week, nineteen. And he was happy. He was immensely happy. He had giv...
My first week is finally done and over with here at Keene State. It sure has been a completely different experience than it was during my freshman year at the University of Rhode Island. I would not say that it was more difficult, just different. Walking across the campus to get to the parking lot by the Keene Community Ice Arena is an adventure in itself....
I met Chris out of college, playing a game of pick up basketball during lunch break at my first job. We were both the jock type, shared the same sense of humor & hit it off immediately. He was blonde, blue eyed from a long line of Norwegians, while I was black haired & green eyed from a wide mix of East Europeans & God knows what else. Despite this people th...
I was so pleased and happy when I started to realize my true leaning. For years I lived under the misconception that, because I wasn't particularly attracted tin a physical sense o girls, there was something fundamentally wrong with me. It didn't occur to me that I was gay or anything like that. There were guys who turned my head for a second look but that...