"Never Fuck Your Small Town Best Friend". That's how I should have titled this story because that's how it all began. Troy and I had been friends since childhood. We also started fucking and sucking each other as soon as we figured out how. In small town West Virginia it sure helped to pass the time, even if you weren't into it the way I was. Anyway, we ha...
It was the spring of 1974 at a lakeside cottage north of Toronto. I was a twenty-four-year old bondage bottom spending the weekend with Robert, an older dominating fellow Englishman and Marco, the hunky straight, but curious, son of the cottage owner eager to try out BDSM. As the evening got late, Robert tied my wrists behind me and held me down while Marco...
AT HOME IN MIAMI Denny followed his father's advice and took three days to drive to Miami. He left mid-morning on Monday and stopped at a motel along the way. His father had given him enough cash to stay two nights along the way. He did most of the driving on Tuesday and finished up the trip on Wednesday. He was glad he had listened to his father as he arri...
Moodily I stared out the train window. The day before Christmas Eve. On the platform of the Boston station, couples reunited, kissing and hugging. Mothers cried and clung to fresh boys in uniform as they headed off to basic training. The war had changed things; the place was somber and not decorated much for Christmas this year. The mood was grim and filled...
Note: While not necessary, the author suggests reading the original "How It Began" story prior to reading this part two. This following submittal chronicles Gene's experiences after he has left the Summit County Home in Akron, Ohio and is living in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. It was a balmy night in Fort Lauderdale with the temperatures in the comfortable s...
Coming home from work a few days later, Scott drove into his driveway. He saw Coop's car parked behind Rusty's and knew he was here. Coop's got a nice Mustang, he thought to himself. Scott walked into the house and then to his bedroom. He assumed Coop and Rusty were in Rusty's bedroom, however it was empty. They must be out back, he thought. Scott stripped h...
Thank you all who have been reading and following along. I always appreciate getting feedback. It helps with becoming a better writer and it's always an ego boost, so feel free to reach out. I will always respond! The usual spiel: This isn't a stroke story, (more porn with plot.) Be warned, it's very long. 33+ chapters, and many sexless ones to come before...
"How was your date with Mary?" Rusty asked sitting up next to Scott who had just come in the door and sat on the sofa. Scott looked at Rusty. "It was good. We went to some friends of hers. Nice people. A couple of the guys there were into cars so I had something in common with them, which surprised me, I'm glad to say. I think I picked up a couple of jobs o...
5 weeks into the coronavirus lockdown, my resistance finally cracked. My roommate, John, and I were broke as hell and we had been fired from our workplace at the local mall. The landlord, who was a Mexican gangster, wanted rent paid on time or else we were in serious trouble. We had only a few days supply of food remaining. I was horny and I had not heard a...
AUDIT TIME Roman informed Freddie that he was coming to Key West with an accountant to check on his investment. Freddie informed Thai who promised that Roman would be pleasantly surprised. Business had also taken a new turn and they now had lesbians and some straight women and men as customers. The hair product companies had supplied the shelves to stock th...