:: Robby :: I couldn’t believe that I was a nervous wreck. Why, you ask? Mike’s coming home today. After ten long days in the hospital, he was coming to my house, to finish his recuperation and to hide out until we could catch Conrad Bass. I had cleaned the house from top to bottom and had the guest room prepared, secretly hoping that it would never be used...
~ Thanks for all your advice and votes on the first part of this story. Here's the second part - hope it's even better! Again, feedback would be appreciated. Sapphire ~ * The next morning, Jason woke up with a pounding headache. He groaned and rolled over, and his morning immediately took a turn for the worse. Not only had he overslept, but he'd had a wet...
I DIDN'T THINK I WAS LIKE THAT I am at this moment resting from typing this story which if any of my family saw what I'm writing I would be sent to a place worse than the 'gulag'. Where do I start, and how do I start to tell you about the events that have changed my life some three weeks ago. It might be best if, as they say, start in the beginning. So here...
Thanks to Ricky for editing. Hope you enjoy. ***** We drive over to Alex's the next morning, drop off his truck and grab his hockey gear. Alex drives his own truck but I go with Callen. I sit in the back wearing a goofy ear-to-ear grin, asking him questions. I am talking his ear off about anything that comes to mind. We idle in Alex's driveway while he goe...
Saturday morning saw me at Dundee railway station, walking my bicycle towards the large group of cyclists which had gathered beside the Tay road bridge. This was the weekend charity cycle from Dundee to Pitlochry and back, to raise funds for testicular cancer research. There were dozens of cyclist gathered, waiting for the cycle to start. This was going to...
Alex opened his front door. He stood there wearing gym shorts and a tank top, and said "Well, here I am" as if half-expecting me to be disappointed in his looks. On the contrary, it was instant hardon for me. I said I liked what I saw and stepped inside his house. As soon as the door was shut, we were all over each other. It was the start of what would keep...
Hey everyone, I'm bi and this is my first man-on-man story. It is based on a bit of real experience and a lot of fantasy about that. It is part one of what I hope will be a multi-part series. Let me know what you all think. Obviously, this is a story that involves man on man action. If you are under the age of eighteen, or if this is illegal for you to vie...
Mikey, a studly 18-year old finds himself intimate for the first time with Mike, his namesake 24-year old uncle whom he's idolized all his life during a cross-country drive. Steve is the 20-year old collegiate gymnast who hitches a ride with them. As he lay between my legs, Steve and I were still grasping each other's arms. His arms were extended over his h...
I think professional ice skating is kind of a strange spectator sport. I can appreciate the fact the skaters are incredible athletes, but the glitziness and show biz atmosphere makes it kind of an odd sport to watch. However, I have no problem watching the tight, muscled asses on the male skaters. With their skin-like, form-fitting pants nothing is left to t...
I open the door to our suite, laden with packages. You are sitting at a table in the middle of the room, with three other men, playing cards. My expression is a mix of surprise and dismay. "Hi Babe. Umm, what's up?" I ask carefully. "I'm playing cards." You don't even raise your eyes to look at me. "We had plans to go out tonight, didn't we?" I ask, with...