I arrive at your house just after dark, and I walk to your front door. I remove my shirt, then my pants, leaving me naked except for the tight hood on my head and the tight silky shorts that let my ass show out the bottom. I knock on your door and bow my head. I've been thinking about the boy in your place. When I left a few days ago, you told me that you w...
My vertical ash wood dresser in the Victorian window. It is not easy to find a gay plumber, but they do exist. I flipped through the yellow pages and fanned my blushing face. I just wanted the odds of it. They were good. With twenty-six local plumbers listed. I called Eric. "Do you know any gay plumbers?" I said. "What is going on?" Eric said. "Nothing g...
Hi guys! Welcome to my first story here! I hope ya'll enjoy, and please feel free to leave any comments down below. No sex in this chapter, sorry about that! I promise it'll get hotter the longer the story goes on! ***** Gabriel Another morning sunrise stretched out my window. Logans bear paw was wrapped firmly around my middle, strangling my non existent...
My Name is John and I live in Palm Beach, FL; I have not always lived at my address but I have always lived in Florida. I am married with two children and a dog and live in a nice house that lets other know that I am doing well financially. I work as a Purchasing Agent for a small commercial contractor in South Florida and I have a few friends there that und...
All participants are over 18. ***** It was the summer of 1989, and I had just turned 19: legal drinking age in my part of the world. Tim Burton's Batman destroyed the competition in movie theatres. Roseanne and Cheers were the biggest shows on TV. Radio was still a popular medium, and Madonna and Prince ruled the airwaves. The internet and cellphones as we...
"Roll over," he said. "I'll do the fronts." By that point, I was no longer thinking clearly. I knew only that nothing I had experienced had ever felt this good. In its own right, that was amazing. Here I was, a college freshmen who had never been kissed, never touched a girl. However, I had experienced physical pleasure, even if it only was at my own hand...
As he slammed every inch of his hardness into me, it did not slip my notice the wedding band on the finger clamped around my throat... I'm sorry, I'm getting ahead of myself (as I usually do in remembering these lovely moments in my life). Let me start at the beginning. Seems like it had been forever since I found some strange excitement in the middle of t...
Things always break on Fridays. The damn furnace went out during the afternoon, and every repair place I called would not promise when they could get to me, as temperatures were only in the teens. Thoroughly warned about weekend overtime charges, I left my information with nearly ten companies across the downtown Boston area. I relayed the bad news to my wif...
This is a work of complete fiction, obviously. Don't think that any of these characters are based on any other fictional works, or on any real events, people, or occasions. Thank you for reading this short acknowledgment. Now enjoy the story. The moon shone done on the earth with a harsh glare. The wind tore at the trees, trying to rip every last leaf from...
My name is Steve Broughton but some people call me Stevie. Actually it's been a while since anyone has called me Stevie and I find that I miss it. I was married and have two teenage children. I have a good secure job that I keep at the sufferance of others. I work in an office where I am pretty much solely responsible for the day to day operations for the co...