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Boner's Ribs & Special Sauce Pt. 02

by GoodTimesStrangerAdventures on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

18+ Adults Only. A work of fiction inspired by my real life experiences. Enjoy Responsibly. ***** I stood out on the side of "Boner's" still naked talking to Earl. Earl had a small wooden fence on the side of the building and an outdoor hose. He sprayed me with the hose as I rinsed and scrubbed with a loofa and bar of soap. Katie watched as we spoke hold...

Collateral Ch. 20

by laurasfox on Oct 3, 2018
Gay Male

"Is that you, little bro?" he heard his brother calling for him. "Yeah, it's me," Jake spoke. "I'll make you something to eat." "With your cooking, I might be dead by next week," Diaz joked. Jake helped his brother up on to his good foot and then guided him to the kitchen table. At least he knew how to make scrambled eggs. "How come you didn't go running...

The Service Station

by thick1191 on Sep 15, 2017
Gay Male

All rights reserved. Other than downloading one copy for personal enjoyment, no part of this story may be reproduced or transmitted by any means, except for reviews, without the written permission of the author. Comments on the story are appreciated and may be addressed to the author, Dave. Any suggestions, comments etc. are welcome. This story contains de...

Dessert

by seanhrs on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I could tell by Kyle's smirk that he had caught me checking out our waiter. I had been staring at him all evening, from the moment his smooth, toned arm had reached across my shoulder to set a glass of water in front of me. "I think our waiter is kind of, you know, the same as you," Kyle said, his lips pulling back to form the dimples in his cheeks. "I thi...

Cock-Sucker: Justin Thyme

by tristantrotsky on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

'That was totally awesome' breathes Justin Thyme, smiling up at me. Damn. Why does he have to say 'awesome'? Why 'totally awesome'? He's laid on his back. My balls resting lightly on his forehead. The full length of my drooping cock slanting across his face, tip-tilted on his upturned button-nose, so my urethra is dribbling drool onto his dimpled chin. He'...

Tortured and Dominated Ch. 04

by little sebastian on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I felt a stabbing pain on the head of my cock. Steve was kneeling next to me ... flipping the head of my cock with his middle finger and thumb. "P...please" I whimpered. To my surprise, Steve smiled at me and stopped! "Time to rock and roll, slave" he was sinister, releasing the cuffs on my ankles. He led me upstairs, into the garage and to the back of th...

Chase Becomes Chaste Ch. 02

by growing_interest on Aug 22, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter synopsis: While Chase loses his property and his dignity, our narrator takes possession of his new condo and his new boy. *********** The movers arrived bright and early. I had just awoken from a pleasant sleep, dreaming all night of how I could punish Chase next. I felt refreshed and empowered once more. It was that same sense of certainty that ga...

The Sponsors

by analvirgin4older24 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Back when I was just an 18-year-old high school senior. I was an Olympic caliber swimmer. After an All-American senior swim season, I decided to compete in state, regional, and national competitions. To do this I had to seek sponsors for expenses such as training and lodging at each competition. Luckily my dad knew this guy Ralph who owned a construction,...

The Head Boy's Fag Ch. 01

by JASONSHOMOEROTICA on Oct 15, 2017
Gay Male

THE HEADBOY'S FAG - 1 THE FAG'S FIRST DAY AT OLLERTON COLLEGE A Homoerotic Story This is a short story concerning the the Head Boy's fag at an English public school called Ollerton College, located in a small county in the south west of England. The time is the early twentieth century, before the Great War, which changed so many things in England. But at...

Failing Upward

by el_wing on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 1: Tabula Rasa Shock works that way. A person runs on automatic. I read that once. Like an old movie projection camera rolling in slow motion. Click, click, click. The film sticks. Celluloid melts. My fate-- part of the mangled frames. I never believed in fate until now. "Wes, you make your fate," my father used to say. Tabula rasa. Blank sla...