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Police Patrol Boots

by Puppy602859 on Oct 15, 2017
Gay Male

Every Sunday evening I played football with my friends from work, just a friendly kick about to keep fit. Afterwards I would walk back along the canal about two miles to get back home. I never saw anyone on this stretch of the canal, so was a great place to clear your mind. This Sunday after play, I followed my usual routine and started down the tow path. It...

Pillow Talk

by Araddion on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

(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...

Born to Suck Ch. 07

by rmdexter on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

Walking in just his hiking boots and white socks, Sven still looked incredibly sexy. Like a little puppy with its master, I readily followed until he stopped a few feet away from the bank of the stream next to the trunk of the big willow tree we were under. "Take a look there," Sven said as he pointed towards the stream. I turned and saw a little pool of ca...

Derek Pt. 03

by TAHammer on Apr 27, 2020
Gay Male

Everybody was decked out in cowboy boots, jeans, and bandannas at the afternoon barbecue. Of course, Derek with his sleeveless button-up shirt, tight jeans (with a big buckle belt), and cowboy boots looked like the Playgirl cover model for the cowboys issue. Everyone watched him swagger around the patio. Karen gave him a cowboy hat, and every gay guy and str...

Don't Look Back Ch. 11

by ShelleyRunyon on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Despite Lee's warnings—or perhaps because of them—Marshall spent the entire day breaking in his new boots in preparation for the trip to Partners. As added protection, he placed a band-aid on each heel. Better safe than sorry. They surely were beautiful boots. He admired them in his and Lee's full-length bedroom mirror, twisting and turning to catch the whol...

Fertility God

by crayrei on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Birds screech and trees rustle as we hike along the barest of paths through the jungle, the tropical humidity making me bathe in my own sweat, the uneven ground shifting under my boots, alone with my guide on the tiny island of Kurutaukari in the South Pacific. We've come here to examine some supposedly fine examples of stone carving made hundreds of years a...

A Change of Perspective Ch. 06

by VCHeysham on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

August 2011 "Hey honey, I'm home." Six months of repetition have got James's routine down pat - the gentle bang of the front door, the double thud as he kicks his boots off, the rustle of fabric when he hangs up his jacket. Then he's padding along the hall, finding me in the kitchen. I nudge the cutlery drawer shut with my hip and turn to kiss him. He's i...

Salvation

by robcub32 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

As I walked up the stairs into the community center, I kicked the snow off my boots and pulled my cap and gloves off and shoved them into my pocket. I saw the "TOY DROP OFF" sign and followed the arrow down the hall. I walked up to the table with the bag containing the three toys I had bought. I didn't have a lot myself, but I always felt that it was import...

Cocksucker

by decimus on Sep 1, 2017
Gay Male

Some would say, I suppose, that I had it coming. That I had gotten a little too big for my boots, too arrogant, too cocksure. But hey, as a young (in my late thirties) CEO of a successful company, with a salary to match, I hadn't got to where I was by making life easy for those around me. And I had needed a certain level of controlled aggression to achieve...

Poppa's Cub Ch. 07

by LadyTigeress on Sep 17, 2017
Gay Male

Wednesday, December 21st, 1988 Kyle picked up the dishes from the supper table as Mike pulled on his leather jacket and boots. Kyle heard the zip of the jacket and then felt Mike come behind him, wrapping his bear arms around. Mike softly nuzzled. "So you're off for a week?" Mike asked. Kyle nodded happily, nuzzling the furry paws. "I'm going to be tidy...