Revised version copyright 2008 by the author. AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is another one of my former magazine stories, long out of print, back now in a polished-up version. This story is about me and Ted. Ted is my regular massage therapist, and also my good friend. It just goes to show how the Internet has changed life, because I probably wouldn't have met him a...
I woke up and turned over. Francis was already awake. He was watching me. I sat up and moved the blanket away from him, I straddled his legs though I was careful not to put my weight onto him. I reached to the side table and picked up the bottle of massage oil the doctor had given us. It smelled vile, Francis said he couldn't smell it, he couldn't smell anyt...
Robbie, an older athlete had offered me room in his beach house during a short break in the sports academy's program and he had made me feel obliged to get naked with him on the beach. Now we were having a paddle around in the sea, still naked in silence for a few moments. Later as we were returning to our towels, Robbie mentioned, 'Hudson Kemp from the Gy...
My phone dinged, an email from Tim, guy in our IT department. What the hell was he doing sending something to my personal address? How'd he even get it? I opened the message. Luke, I have an important matter to discuss with you that I don't think you'd want to talk about in the office. Meet me at the Motel 6 near the airport tonight at 7pm. Tim Who the...
My name is David Hawthorne, known in some circles as 'Spike' and I run a moderately successful brokerage business. I have lived alone for over ten years now since my previous partner died in a car crash and in that time I have put all of my energies into the business. That isn't to say that I have been a monk over the years I have had my share of flings: so...
Marks Unexpected Visitor Has A Tasty Morsel. When Sal's away Mark likes a flute to play. Before you start to run away with the idea that I am a musician, the flutes I love to play are usually attached to some nice young man who is quick to elongate at a mere touch. I am just a normal everyday guy with a nine to five everyday existence. Married to a tall s...
Over the Christmas holiday, my fiance, Stacy, and I joined her parents for two weeks in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. The warm but mostly overcast sky was a welcome break from the snow back at home. Half of the clothes we brought remained in our suitcases and not once did we wear socks. My sandals with the tire tread soles held up quite well but my girlfriend's l...
A coworker of mine recently got thrown out of his house by his parents, and while he wouldn't talk about why, I had a feeling I knew the reason. David is a very small, almost delicate young man, and his father is an ex-jock with the typical jock mentality. David has never come right out and admitted to being gay, but I do have the feeling his family discover...
Edgewick guided my lovely rival, still-sniffling, to the opposite corner. I listened for extra swats but didn't hear any, which I suppose was fair since he was freshly caned, whereas the burn in my bottom had had a chance to dissipate somewhat--while I got to watch a highly enjoyable show. The time in the corner passed slowly, but my cock stubbornly refused...
I was overwhelmed by the response to my last story in particular – thank you to everyone. It's good to see that the women are enjoying it as much as the men. Let me know if you enjoy this one too. It's always hard attending parties when you are 30 years old and still single. There are not many of us around – most the friends are married with children. You f...