None of the characters in this story are under the age of 18! Far from it! I suppose it could have been posted in "Mature" or "BDSM" but the dominant theme is m/m. The names have been changed to protect the guilty except for the characters who don't really exist. The men in this story are risking their health and their marriages; the ones that are married th...
After months of looking for a new job, I found one! My wife and I were so excited! She was so happy that I actually got a real, passionate BJ. OMG! I felt like a man again. But that wouldn't last too long. My new job was being a driver for a nation wide company. Cool. The only thing I didn't understand was that i had to fly out to Texas and "learn how to dr...
I called him boy. Boy, of course, wasn’t really accurate as he was legally an adult - he was however 35 years younger than I was. His name was Andy. I never called him that. Just boy. I was a more or less contented married man in my early fifties. My two children had finished high school. My son was interstate at college while my daughter had moved into an...
*All characters are 18+* The town of Haven was very quiet at this hour. A few of the shops were open, such as the blacksmith's and the dry goods store and the textile shop. But even those shops were lazy, chatting with a wife here to pick up a few essentials, working slowly around the store, or sitting in front, enjoying the rare March sunshine. All of the...
The big king sized hotel bed shook and I glanced at the clock on the night stand. It was after two and I had to get up for a seminar in four hours. I'd left her in the hotel bar downstairs almost four hours earlier and at the time she was standing next to a group of five young men who all looked to be half her age. "Did you have fun?" I asked as my wife cli...
I stared at the phone on my desk dreading the call I knew I had to make. Earlier in the day, my secretary slipped me a note while I was on the phone telling me a guy named Mark was on line two. He didn't give a last name but I knew exactly who it was. Only one man would have the nerve to tell her, "Just tell him Mark. He'll take the call..." I hurried my con...
I swim at a pool near my home twice a week. I like the exercise, and I'm a decent swimmer. I tend to swim late in the evening because the pool is quieter. Last week, I was in the shower washing off the chlorine after a hard, long swim. There was one man in the pool apart from me. He was a huge bull of a man. He looked like a retired heavyweight boxer gone to...
Part 5 – The Partnership This is part 5 of the series. Part 4 was contained in chapter 2. Parts 1-3 was contained in chapter 1. I was shaking outside of room 217. I'd been standing there for almost five minutes and still hadn't knocked. It wasn't too late to turn around. But who was I kidding? I'd come this far because my obsession ruled me. I had no po...
As a female this story makes me nervous about its content, not because of the subject matter, but because I have no idea if I have got the actions and feelings right. I would love to get any feedback but especially from any gay or bi male readers as to if it works or not. If it doesn't work I apologise but hope you enjoy. ******************* A whole weeken...
Author's Notes: In light of what has transpired in politics these last few weeks, I thought it important to let you know, this story is a work of fiction I thought of on my own before the "scandals" came out. This is not poking fun at anyone or any particular state. This is just a story and is not meant to sway anyone toward any particular political party an...