The farmhouse was a 1950s tract house, dropped into the wilderness. The man in camo fatigues made Tom take the lead through the back door, across the kitchen, and down the stairs to the basement. The space at the foot of the stairs was a laundry room, with a washer, dryer, and a big wash basin. The rest of the basement was walled off, with sheet metal doors...
Of the men I see regularly he's the biggest. Not just height and weight, his cock is huge, close to 11". And his cock is thicker than any other man I've ever seen. My ex-boyfriend introduced me to him at a party. He told me to go to the bedroom with him and 'be a good girl'. It was one of 'those' parties, all of us girly girl sissies on full display and on t...
I walked into the truck stop diner and was surprised to lay my eyes on an old truckin' buddy, Hank. I hadn't seen him for a couple of years. We both haul loads Coast to Coast, but rarely cross paths. "So, how you doin' good buddy?" he asked. "Not bad. Though I sure am looking forward to a night on a real bed. I haven't been getting much shuteye. I'm a big...
Case kept his hand near the butt of his gun as he and Avery approached the old pickup in the gray pre-dawn light. It looked innocent enough, with a surfboard sticking up over the tailgate, but you didn't take chances on these early morning traffic stops. The driver's door opened and a good-looking teenage boy got out. He was a tall thin bodybuilder with lo...
* * * * * * * * * * Schooled By The Mountain Men * * * * * * * * * * It's hard to work when you're horny . . . And Tom Prescott was super horny. He'd had a hard-on since he'd gotten lost in the Rugged Mountains and hooked up with Clint Hardwick. He wasn't into men . . . At least, he hadn't been until last night, when he'd sucked Clint's cock and then fuc...
It's Saturday night. I'm at a gay nudist party. Technically, the group isn't a sex club. If a guy just wants to hang out with other naked guys, he can do that. But, at most parties, there's a room with gay sex videos playing and live men playing with each other—hand jobs, blow jobs, butt fucking, whatever. I'm standing near the video room's back wall, idly...
Private investigator Jack Hammer smiled as he looked at the men gathered around the wrestling mat in Steel Steve's big main room. There were at least thirty of them. A couple were totally naked. The others were dressed in Speedos, jeans, or leather gear. Lots of leather gear. That was the main vibe at the converted gym on East Riverside Drive. The jockstrap...
* * * * * * * * * * Teamed By The Mountain Men * * * * * * * * * * A bright fall day in the mountains really makes a man horny . . . And Tom Prescott was horny as hell, even after having his ass pounded last night and earlier this morning. Actually, he'd had a hard-on for most of the last four days, ever since he'd gotten lost in the Rugged Mountains an...
(sound of boots on gritty pavement) You look worried. Don't be. Yeah, I'm queer enough for ya. You look nice. How old are you? Really. You look younger. (laughter) Well, I still ain't breakin' the law. The temptation's there, know what I mean? How much? I can swing a hundred. Yep. My wedding ring. Nope, not divorced. Not divorced. Don't want to get divo...
I met my friend Ivan because I bought my car from him. I liked him because he was so unlike the younger, cockier salesmen I'd encountered in all the other dealerships. I'd been trawling showrooms most of the weekend and had long since grown bored of being pestered by smarmy wide-boys in flashy tailored suits reeking of the latest after-shave. From the outs...