My name is Michael. I'm an attorney at a medium-sized firm in Los Angeles, focusing mostly on contract law. I'm 27 years old and I'm hoping to make partner by the time I'm 30. I'm 6' tall, 195 pounds, blond hair and blue eyes. I'm told I'm a handsome man with a good body. I've not had a steady girlfriend in about 2 years now and I'm not really ready to have...
God it felt good! My jeans so fucking tight! Hugging my ass cheeks, hugging my balls and cock. Almost gripping them. I sauntered into the store, and felt the cool, cold surface underneath my barefeet. Any surface felt good tonight. Walking barefoot Over a bit of grass, cold cement, sensual black tarmac. Such a hot and enticing feeling. A sensuality as potent...
I was 18 years old at the time of this story. ***** I was a very horny boy throughout my teenage years and despite being straight, I always had fantasies about getting fucked by older, straight and MARRIED men. I am an average sized guy with a really small dick (like 3 inches) but a big bubbly ass (lots of people mistake it for a women's) and I fulfil my...
Chapter Thirteen -- Home for the Holidays "Hey cookie baby! I'll be up on December 9th to pick ya' up and bring you back to Brockville for Christmas break. Your Dad told me to use his car and make sure the trunk was empty for the fifteen pillow cases of laundry your Mom is expectin' to bring back with ya'! Hah, hah, hah!" "Why isn't he coming up, Sasq?" "...
MIAMI PT 8: AN UNEXPECTED OLD FRIEND Miami and I had been together now for almost 2 years. I saw us as a couple, as did all the people who knew us, though it was not a stated fact on his part. To him, I would never be anything more than his bitch, or his whore, to be used as he saw fit. It actually made him a little angry if I even suggested that he was gay...
They were lost, of all the times this was the worst possible time to have lost the car. Desperately running from the crooks or who-ever they were, had diverted them away from where they were parked and now they were wandering around in circles. "I was sure it was this street," Theo pointing to a hairdressers he was certain they had passed before they had th...
I'd been incredibly high on cocaine. Two, three, four months of constant partying. My story isn't epic. There was no fall and rise of a man, or the questioning of ethics. I wasn't derelict. I went to work, did the routine, but I lived for the high in those months. Even now, when I look back, I would love to be as carefree again, to enjoy the thrill... Wh...
This is the sequel to "Big Man on Campus," a tale of college life and gay relationships in the age of craziness. It was really fun in person. ***** I have a little trouble sorting out college and the immediate time that came after it. We were awfully high, after all. It is hard to believe it now. I honestly don't recall much about the latter half of my F...
All he could think of was the pain. It was a long time since something had hurt this much but he was determined that he would not give them the satisfaction of knowing it. So he curled up in a foetal ball and tried not to let them kick him to death, or damage his face too much. When he had given them the missive for this job he had specified that they did no...
EZEKIEL: It was the worst pain I ever felt in my life... and I've felt all kinds of pain. It felt like thousands of smoldering needles were being pushed into every square inch of my body. It started with the feeling that something was pricking me. I'd scratch and the pricking would stop. But as time went on, it got worse and worse and all I could think abo...