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Relief Ch. 01

by Alex_Stone on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"Are you staying late Mike?" April my secretary quizzed. "Yes unfortunately, looks like I'll be working through the night" I replied "But you should go on home, I'll see you tomorrow" "Cheers Mike, I'll see you tomorrow ā€“ make sure you take lots of breaks" she called as walked down the corridor door. "This sucks" I thought to myself. It would be my 40th...

It Was Worth It!

by Dayguy on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I'm your average 49-year-old guy from Indiana sitting on someone's couch in Michigan who I just met only a day ago. Standing in front of me and looking down was someone that I spoke with online only recently and he was unbuttoning his pants and smiling at me as I watched him. I'm average, just short of 6 foot tall and weighing about 175, I run every day. I...

Secret Cumming

by LilJacks on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Author's note: This is based on a dream I had when I was 16, but decided on a boarding school where the characters in this are 18 (my age) so it isn't underage. Just to clear that up. And this didn't actually happen, but it is based on a person (not their real name). I hope you enjoy this and don't get bored because of this note... * Sitting in the back o...

Music Lessons

by zebrono on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I live in Manhattan, in the heart of New York City. Well, almost the heart. I live on the Upper West Side, a fancy area, but I could only afford a small apartment there. Still, it costs a fortune each month in rent, but it's conveniently located, as it's near everything. Plus, I don't have to own a car. I can take the bus or the subway (or in a pinch, a taxi...

Motivating the Buyer

by sabb on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The house was built on a rise, and the garden sloped gently down to the banks of the Hunter River. Willows and reeds lined the shore, and a few ducks busied themselves feeding in the water occasionally turning their tails up, as they lowered their beaks to the muddy bottom. I looked behind me. The house was impressive, a fine Georgian style home with 15 room...

Mother's Day Flowers

by sr71plt on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

"So, would you like to put your mother's name on the card?" I stood there in the florist shop, completely stunned. I couldn't speak for a moment. My mind was both a total blank and fast-forward video, my whole life racing before my eyes. "Uh, no . . . no thank you," I finally stammered. "Well, they are beautiful roses," the woman said. "I know she'll appr...

Missionary Positions

by HedonGrimes on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Coffee on, Sunday paper spread flat on the table, and I was ready for a perfect morning. Well, almost perfect. It would be perfect with a little company I thought. As I began to read I heard the doorbell ring in the apartment next to mine. Iā€™m somewhat nosy, so I peeked out my window and saw the sweetest little door to door religion boy I had ever seen. He...

Married Cocksucker Buds: Mike's Up

by mikeman341 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

This story is a continuation of the adventures of Mike and Will. They have already had one round of sex, then after dinner Mike had given Will another blow job. It was now Mike's turn for another release. Hope you enjoy it! * "Whew," Will exhaled while pushing up from the floor to a standing position. "That was intense, buddy, and now I hope you are ready....

Manhandled in Mauve

by CalHollows on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Bobby had heard all the stories about Mr. Springer, but still liked being his assistant coach for the college swim team. They traveled all over the state, and Bobby enjoyed the long drives. He didn't have to travel in the loud, hot team bus, either. Mr. Springer always insisted Bobby ride in his car. As the season wore on, Bobby began to notice Mr. Springer...

Man to Man

by jonstjohn on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I throw a towel over a shoulder and head toward the shower stalls off a hallway behind the men's locker room. My footfalls are light, but still there's a faint echo off the clean tiled walls as I walk, my feet sticking lightly to the tacky tiled floor. Turning right, I stride in front of the series of stalls that line the back wall of the building. The show...