Published in Stallions and Other Studs, Scott O'Hara (ed), 1995 Posted to Internet circa: Sat, 20 Dec 1997 [Usenet] Stored on The Nifty Archives * * * * * The band plays on the stage. The air is blue with smoke, hot, and reeks of Miller and Budweiser. The kids cluster round the stage. The typical crowd -- jeans-clad, long haired, leather-jacketed, tatt...
*This story is the continuation to my previous two stories. All account of this story are true and are from my personal experience. I hope you all enjoy it and thank you again for the feedback on my precious post* *** I'm still completely naked on all fours on his bed, trembling from the amazing orgasm I'd just experienced. I knew "H" had more plans for me...
Another story......... I've read so many stories about glory hole sex, I've been so fascinated about the anonymous cock poking thru the wall, begging to be sucked. I wanted to experience that, to be the one sitting there waiting for a ripe fat cock to poke thru the wall. To wrap my lips around the heavy shaft, stroking it with my tongue until I am rewarded...
I have always been conscious about staying fit and healthy. My preferred activity is to go jogging. But during one particularly hot summer, I decided to go and get a gym membership. I figured I could work out in the air conditioning and maybe get some strength training in as well. There was a nice, new and pristine looking gym that had opened up recently nea...
The next morning, I was really fucked up. My body was hurting and I was confused. In a way, I regretted what had happened the night before. What felt great last night seemed like a huge mistake today. It was 1 PM, and my mind was made: I was done with this. I would not go back to Hump tonight. I took a shower, had lunch, and laid right back down on the couc...
Prologue "Well damnit...would you look at that," Vince Tolliver said while looking through the pictures on the computer. The three photos were of he and his friends, Diante Morillo and Jared McKnight. They were standing in front of their high school, Juarez Middle. Diante laughed, looking at is short hair cut, pointing, "Wow, what a terrible do. I'll never...
"You don't have to be alone," he sighed as he rested his forehead against mine, his body tense and vulnerable in my shadow, coming closer than he'd ever done before. I looked at him, this face I had seen a thousand times but was now looking at me with a range of emotions it never displayed to me before. Pity, sadness and most of all lust. I hated his face in...
Graham and I spent the rest of the ride in silence. While my silence was deep in contemplation, his seemed to be lost in bliss or the radio. I had freshened myself back to the beautiful Asian girl my sister had turned me into not 30 minutes ago. I was enjoying the feeling of the wind gliding through my hair as I looked at my reflection in the passenger mirro...
Before you read this story, there are a few things you should consider: 1. It contains graphic descriptions of sex between men. In some cases, these depictions may get kinky, and include borderline S&M. 2. It is set in the early 1960s, an era before the Civil Rights Act of 1964 when segregation and discrimination were the norm. African Americans were refer...
The next morning I woke to the rocking motion of my bed and opened my eyes to see him kneeling above me, straddling my chest. We were both still naked and he leaned forward to put a wide leather collar around my neck, his balls and already half-hard cock grinding against my belly. Still half asleep, I laid there and let him put the collar on me, starting t...