It was supposed to be a party of some sort. There was a lot of money involved and I liked money, particularly lots of it. And the guy who had rung, Greg, was an old client, I hadn't seen him for about six months, true, but he had been a regular for about a year before that. Often just one on one, but just as often two or three plus me. And occasionally a par...
I don't know when I first fell for Chad. It was probably during my first year of college, soon after I met him, but regardless, by the time junior year rolled around I was desperately in love with him. I had never considered myself gay, but I would honestly have done anything to be with Chad. Chad is attractive, with the physique of a high school football p...
© 2014 by R. Keith Peck He lights up the joint he'd been fingering the moment he steps off the bus, even before the other riders dispersed Looks of horror are fired his way. Doesn't he know where this is? This isn't Denver. This isn't the inner city. This is suburbia. We're normal! A mother with a Greenpeace handbag clutched her fifth-grader's shoulder and...
How did I get myself into this? The big swim meet against our cross-town rivals was tomorrow, and there I was, sneaking into our hosts' locker room to scribble disheartening graffiti on their shower with tube of lipslick. I could have said, "No," when the guys dared me, but as a freshman, I had to prove myself. Rumour had it that our competition was predomi...
Kam left Taylor out tied to the tree. He got a cup of coffee and sat watching the defeated jock. Taylor finally stirred and looked morose, barely lifting his head except a few longing glances to the cabin. Taylor's shoulders were slumped. Kam watched from a vantage point that prevented Taylor from seeing Kam's observation. Kam kept an eye out through a long...
I pulled a pair of low-rise shorts and a sports shirt out of the closet, put them on, leaving the sports shirt open and not tucked into the shorts, and padded down to the hotel reception desk to start the process of reporting I'd been ripped off, was temporarily destitute, and needed help to start the process of canceling cards and replenishing my funds. I w...
Frank was quite a rugged man in his late 50s, about 5.9", by no means handsome, but quite well dressed, and as I would later discover, a real gentleman in every way. I first saw him in a rather busy cottage one evening when he stood beside me. I had just clicked with another man and was ready to leave for somewhere quiet, looking down I noticed that he was...
The cable guy was due any minute. I'd been without Internet for days since a big storm blew through town; electricity had returned but not the Net, and as a mature gay man who loved his porn, it was maddening. I called up some gay wrestling stories I had saved, really smoking hot stuff about older men being dominated in various holds by young, smooth-skinne...
I was fast asleep, dreaming such sinful, delightful dreams when I felt my hands and ankles being restrained. Then I felt a heavy body sit astride me and it pulled down hard, forcing a ball gag into my mouth. I tried to resist but my teeth would have been smashed. The ball gag pushed into my mouth and my head was lifted as it was buckled tightly behind me,...
Friday night, the end of another strenuous work week. Every night, it’s the same: be there at 10, get off at 3. I liked my hours at the shipping factory. It was late, not a lot a noise and I worked by myself. I wasn’t a hateful person, I just preferred working alone. I certainly wasn’t one to turn heads, either, being of average height and a slight weight of...