Jeff stared at the workstation with curiosity, his heart beating rapidly with each new erotic discovery. He was traveling down a road that needed traveling; taking a trip long overdue. For years, he lived to convey the image into which so many had boxed him. A great husband, perfect Dad, loyal friend, competent co-worker. Totally masculine, adorable at 40,...
Conclusion I came to with pain at both ends. I was coming around because I was having my face slapped hard—and I couldn't seem to be able to reach out to ward off the blows. That was because my hands were tied together at the wrists and my arms were drawn over my head and attached to a hook behind me. The pain on the other end was because I was naked and Ja...
It was the summer of 1986 that I turned 18. I had just graduated from high school and had the whole world in front of me. State college was just a few short months away and I was looking forward to enjoying my last summer at home. Little did I know what those few months would entail. It would become a summer I would never forget. In June of that year it was...
All characters are above the age of 18. This chapter is mostly character development. Enjoy! ***** I woke up to my phone alarm in my new apartment. I hit the off button and got up from my bed stretched and yawned. I stepped over the small group of unpacked boxes and walked over to my restroom to brush my teeth. I looked myself in the mirror. My name is D...
The bus trip was a good nine hours, with all the stops in small towns, between Albuquerque and Phoenix, and it had been a couple of hours after dark before Rick had gotten to the bus station and boarded one headed for Phoenix. The quiet hours of blackness, punctuated by the lights of cars and towns passed bouncing off the ceiling and seat tops of the nearly...
Rise, fall; rise, fall. This was usually when inspiration came to me—when I was riding a man's cock. It wasn't working today, though. Inspiration wasn't coming. Guido, an Italian-American hunk, even at fifty, was coming, however. The coming of Guido was well worth working for. I reclined back, grasping his knees, and continued rising and fall on his shaft as...
A few days had gone by and Carson couldn't get Mr. Armisen off his mind. It was becoming a sick little game of his as he went about his day, imagining the various places he and Armisen could fuck. Maybe after hours in the jacuzzi. Maybe go to town in the elevator. Or maybe right here, in front of everybody, out in the hotel lobby- "Carson," Clarissa snapped...
It had been months and months since Clay and Bobby-Jack had tied the knot. And it had been a blissful whirlwind of time. The pair had honeymooned in a secluded house on the beach, only adventuring away for some sights and the occasional meal. When they returned, life became real again but with a new joy. Clay was writing and had started a small business wit...
I know, I know. I haven't posted anything here for over a year, but part of my nature is to be lazy when it comes to these things. This story is one of transformation; some might say corruption, so let's compromise and call it a corruptive transformation of a younger man by an older man, or maybe it was the corruption of an older man by a younger man, who kn...
For weeks I had been planning what I had finally managed to do. Since I'd moved into my new neighbourhood, I've noticed the routines of everyone in our area. The school run, the post man, the business man who's always late, and the 6am runner before work type. I'd especially noticed the runner who lived 2 suburban streets away, in his very clean white nik...