Brad was a guy who loved his wife to bits. But his curiosity got the best of him when got to chatting to Pete on a gay dating site. Having been hitched for thirty years he lived, up to recently, a normal and loving relationship with his wife Pauline. In his mind he knew he had homosexual tendencies, especially when he was young but, on meeting Pauline, all...
Two weeks later coach announced that Brad and I would be co-captains. I was surprised, but relieved. It was the only fair thing to do though. Brad and I were showered with congrats by the rest of the team. We were only wearing Speedos (this was at the beginning of practice) and my cock twitched, as it always did when I saw Brad naked since that night. Nothi...
For some reason, the first thing I remember about that day was the coldness of the glass in the passenger side window of the truck 'Uncle' Brad was driving to his mountain cabin. It was June 1994 and a pre-dawn rain had cooled things off. The sky still was overcast and the threat of a storm still lingered. A few days before, two weeks after high school grad...
Brad lay staring into the dark, looking at an invisible ceiling while listening to a strange man's slow rhythmical breathing and wishing he were back home in his own bed with his gorgeous girlfriend. Instead of that he was sharing an anonymous hotel room with a total stranger, one who just happened to work for the same company as he did. It didn't help that...
I had just gotten home from work, and slipped off my shoes when I heard a knock on the door. I found this to be strange that I had been home less than a minute—someone must have climbed the stairs behind me, and I simply had not paid attention. I was stuck in this thought, and did not move until I heard a second volley of knocks. I walked up to the door, an...
After spending a majority of the morning sucking off one of my closest friends, I spent a few quiet moments sitting on my bed, back in my own hotel room, trying to comprehend what happened. I nervously twisted my wedding ring around my finger, anxiously thinking about the pictures I had allowed Brad to take of me. What was he going to do with them? What if o...
Three weeks had passed since my unforgettable tryst with Brad Kendall. Three weeks, and I could not get it out of my mind. The golden glow of his body, slick with sweat, as he pushed in and out of me, the feel of his cock in my hands...I could feel myself slowly going mad with anticipation as each day I waited. He had told me that there would be another time...
Brad sat on the couch drinking a beer while his wife of the past 6 years Jessica was in the kitchen making dinner. See Brad is your normal 30 year old heterosexual male. He has short brown hair and green eyes. He thinks he has a nice body for his age. Medium build, with a nice piece of meat between his legs that after all these years he still loves to shove...
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...
'Parcel for you.' the parcel delivery man said when Brad opened the door. 'Oh, thanks. Come on in.' Brad told him. The delivery man stepped inside and put the parcel down on the floor. As he did so Brad's eyes roamed over the fleshy butt tightly trussed up in the brown trousers. What a fine ass it was; Brad's imagination already had the man naked with his...