The concluding chapter of "The Adventures of Urlen". After my return home I wrote by hand to Steve and Anne to thank them for their hospitality. Knowing that Anne did not use a computer I also e-mailed Steve to say how much I had enjoyed meeting him so intimately again. Ten days later I received a remarkable letter back from him. He must have typed it quick...
I woke up to the toilet flushing and knew it had to be Jon coming out of the bathroom. He came out throwing on a green shirt that matched his eyes with some Jeans already on. I was pretty disappointed I didn't get to admire his body again. "You need a shower." He put away his toothbrush and checked his phone. "We can get lunch downstairs and then head to th...
In the aftermath of our tag team assault on Kevin, I stand facing my Master. Our bodies drip with perspiration while our cocks hang semi-erect and my breathing returns to normal. I'm stilling looking at the soiled rubber Master has tossed onto the slut's back. I smile broadly and then I begin to chuckle as the post-orgasm euphoria sets in. "What's so funny?...
As requested, this chapter is longer and hopefully better. Wouldn't want to be called a bitch by 'anonymous' again ;) :::::::::::::::::::::::: Kitty asked me to help at the food pantry. At first, my answer was very firmly no, but then she brought up that community service looks good for colleges. I really need some extracurricular activities to pad my resu...
The blue and gold of the Alexander lounge turned into scarlet and gold of the Hephaestion club as the American detective, Clint Folsom, and the German police inspector, Sigmund Frist, descended into an area that took perhaps a third of the room of the lounge above it but that held quite a few banquette-style seating areas on three tiers going down to a small...
I work for a software company and they sent me on a business trip to Dallas. I had no choice but to accept the job. When I got home I told my wife Sharon that I had to go away on a business trip for two weeks. That night we had one of the most amazing nights we'd ever had. Sharon and I did about every sex position possible. When I came out of the bathroo...
****Everyone in this story is fictional and 18 years of age**** Chapter 1: House Achilles The first week of summer college classes was going good for me and Steven. We had decided to take the same classes so we could be together. Thankfully we were able to. We hadn't made any new friends, only like two people from one of our classes. But it wasn't too bad...
On Monday morning, my phone buzzed with a text from my assistant, Ani, "GHO this Fri. Time and Location TBA. Txt Leslie 4 prescreening." I stuck my head out of the office, "Ani, what's this text about? GHO?" "Sorry Tim, must have included you in the group text by accident." Ani was a new assistant, but very capable. Her response made sense, so I didn't...
I walked slowly up 42nd street toward Time Square. My eyes scanned the crowd, always alert, looking for the muggers and pick pockets that had become common place since the late sixties. The sound of a Marathon Checker Cab was followed by the familiar holler of the cabbie yelling at a drunk pedestrian as he stumbled off the curb and into the slow moving traff...
"The first time you do it is the best," Greg said. "My first time, I just looked at it, this guy's cock. I just knew I had to do it. I always had that curiosity. I wanted it in my mouth. I wanted to know what it was like...." We were sitting on the couch. My couch, my house. Home alone. Our wives were out for the evening. "You can't understand what it's li...