Hello everyone! This is my first submitted story and I hope ya like it. For those who do not know, I have written a LOT of requests/ideas for stories on the board. I have also been asked repeatedly why I don't write these myself. The answer is because I like to READ the stories more than WRITE them. I like to enjoy the erotic descriptions of the characters a...
Eric was laying on his back in the middle of the king-sized bed in his friend Jeffrey's spare bedroom. He still had on the yummy ankle-length yellow mohair sweater dress that his friend was planning to post on Ebay later that evening. He was also quite securely bound and gagged. His ankles had been tied together with soft, black bondage rope and so had his...
After their first playtime together (see A New Old Friend, Ch. 01) which ended with Jeffrey giving his bound and gagged friend a wonderful, slow hand job, Eric and Jeffrey began to play together on a regular basis. As with the first time, it was usually after golf at Jeffrey's house. The two men also e-mailed each other frequently, sharing bondage pictures,...
Having lived in this neck of the woods for some time now my good buddy Trevor and I knew every inch of it from the best hunting and fishing spots to the camp sites that the city folk would use for their weekends. We had been lucky so far that those opportunities to get us some fine pussy hadn't been reported to the police and we were still free to get some o...
I'm banking on the fact if you like the first one you'll like the second one too. I wish you good reading!!! Ben banged his head against the wood panel of his house. His best friend was gay. A man that he had known since college, gone partying with, had told hundreds of jokes with was a fucking fairy. That was like finding out that every thing that he had b...
Chapter I: Over A Barrel The fight was fast and desperate; in the momentary illumination a vicious leering face shone before Huw, and his hungry axe licked out, splitting it to the chin spraying gore and brains over the doughty Celt. In the numbing blackness that followed the flash, an unseen stroke swept Huw's helmet from his head and he struck back blindl...
"I'm going to kill that bastard! Who does he think he is? My father? I don't fucking need a babysitter! Where's Alex?" The guy hired to babysit me by the "king of assholes" himself, looked at me like I was crazy. Hell yes, I was! Crazily mad! I felt insulted! I was not two years old anymore! Even when I was eight, I knew how to take care of myself... But th...
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...
After hosing ourselves off again and getting back into those silk shorts, Claude suggested we go down to the living room and drink beer and watch a football game on TV. So, down we went. After I tossed off my first beer, I began to feel a little sorry for the black burglar wannabe hanging up in the gym and asked if it would be okay if I went in there and cle...
As the sun gleamed through the window on my right I felt the warmth of the sun as well as the man next to me I slowly opened my eyes to find his head resting on my chest and his arm around me like he didn't want to let go. Comfort and satisfaction was evident on his face. His black curly hair laying over one eye and his very short beard made for one manly...