Ned Harrington had patiently waited for his young protégé. Ned had known for years that he wanted Devin; he'd known for more than a month he could have him. But everything had to be right, just right. Ned and Devin's father, John Treadwell, had been long-time lovers. The Harringtons and Treadwells were among the first families of Charleston, South Carolina....
All characters are over 18. ***** "I've never looked out on the Tyrrhenian Sea before. All in all the beaches of Viareggio surpass those we have visited in Venice. Perhaps we should just stay here longer." "I couldn't help but overhear you, sir," a well-dressed young gentleman, complete with white suit, vest, and white bowler hat and shoes called over fro...
Luca and Thomas hustled into the stalls and Thomas peeled off his jeans. He hadn't wanted to tell Luca, but he was actually dying for a piss. His arousal had confused the signal for a while. His cock was still achingly hard as he heard Luca's stream hitting the water in the stall next to him, but he had to give it a try. He angled downwards as much as he cou...
Author's Note: As promised, a longer story in time to give you all something to read over the holiday (given that it posts in a timely manner). This season, I am thankful that I did not lose my eyesight. I also give thanks to all of my readers, and a whole heaping of thanks to Nelle1022 for beta reading, editing, and providing much appreciated input. ****...
"I'm sorry I yelled at you," Luca's voice was almost drowned out by the carnival music, but he heard it. Sitting against the base of the tree, he quickly brought his knees together in an effort to hide his erection. After the day he'd had, that ride had been nothing short of torture. He'd barely been able to keep his hips clear of the bone-shaking reverberat...
"Home sweet home," Roy said as he cut the engine. We had pulled up to a small late '40s or early '50s Frank Lloyd Wright style house with a sloping roof. It was modest and located in a neighborhood that was beginning to go to seed, but was very tidy and well maintained. There were two bedrooms with one bath and it had a carport for a single car that also...
Mitch and I hardly spoke that week. After work, he spent his evenings in the driveway, working on Seth's truck. I spent some time doing the yardwork that I had neglected over the weekend. We fended for ourselves for dinner. We spoke less in that entire week than we normally did in a single day throughout our entire friendship. I didn't get to see Seth at a...
This is my second try at writing a full short story. The story is based on my fantasies and on me, a trans gay guy in his 40s, 5'7, 150 lbs, short dark/graying hair. Muscular, hairy, but trimmed around the crotch. Five years of hormones has given me a 2 inch clit always hungry for a blowjob. * * * He woke up from his afternoon nap with a hungry ass. With...
Another younger/older, 'bearotica' romance from yours truly. I sense that many fans of the genre prefer the younger and smaller fellow's point of view, so I'm giving that a try in this one. This is my first attempt at a longer story arc. It develops at a slower-than-normal pace for my writing, but I assure you it lives up to the promise of the opening pass...
The cool air hit Evan's face as he drove with the window down in the hot, sticky humid night. At the most unfortunate time, his car's air conditioning was not working. He was embarrassed. It was his third date with Jordan. They had met at a yoga class and since they were the only men in the class, they became friends. Over the last three months, Evan had o...