Stories of sexual encounters while camping have always appealed to me, so decided to write one. Hope you like it. When I reached my mid-40s, I had a good job, and was in good financial shape. Having a love of the outdoors, I decided to buy a camping trailer, and found a good deal on a used one in excellent condition. When the Labor Day weekend rolled around...
Brian and his buddies Mark and Cory were really jazzed to be spending the day at the Water Park; Mark's older brother worked there, and had gotten them in for free. They'd already had tons of fun ogling all the hot girls in their swimsuits, and Mark and Cory had already gotten girl's phone numbers; they were hot high school seniors and on the prowl. They all...
By the time AJ woke up the next morning, Ian was already at work in his 'home office', the third bedroom of the duplex they rented together. He cleaned up the apartment and made lunch, then knocked on Ian's door when he heard he was between calls. It was just like it had always been between them. He'd been so nervous, fretting about how they'd approach one...
Robbie's point of view. ---------------- About three weeks later, a receptionist came to get me while I was sitting outside by the pool. She told me there had been a commotion with a security guard at the front desk because someone who wasn't on my list of visitors came to the front desk and asked to see me. "Would you mind coming with me to tell us if yo...
Author's Note - There are elements of non-consent in the story. If that type of element offends you or is problematic, please do not read. ### As I opened the door, a sense of excitement went through me. "Carlos! You finally made it!" I pushed open the screen door, and grabbed his hand. Grinning with that sexy smile he always wore, Carlos grabbed my hand...
Chapter 4 - Back In The Saddle Again I woke Saturday morning with sunlight streaming into my face. I was alone in the bed, Tamam was missing. Damn I thought. I had only woken in his arms once but it felt natural to have him spooning me. Having his powerful arms wrapped around me. My head tucking under his. Was this how it was to be now? We would have our fu...
This is a sweet little story that I wrote for Valentine's Day. Enjoy. **** Frigid rain falls steadily from a leaden sky as the train pulls into Union Station in Portland. Even the dreary weather cannot keep Tigger from bouncing up and down on the edge of his seat. It's a habit he's had all his life. As a child his mother teased him that he was bouncier tha...
Straight German Cycle Cop Is Turned * I suppose I am not surprised. Inside I always know, but I do not know I know. I am always thinking of myself as einem männlichen Mann--as you say, "a man's man." Proud of myself. I am 178 cm--in American 5-feet-10 and 87 kilos--190 pounds. I was not the biggest bulle on the police force, but as an Autobahnpolizei, Ger...
At first I don't recognize him. One moment I'm jogging on the track at the rec center, and the next he jogs past me in the next lane, his muscular body straining in his workout clothes, his perfect round ass causing the material of his shorts to stretch tight across it, his flexing calves rippling as his feet pound the ground. He's much faster than me, so he...
We had been texting for a few days now, and we were finally making plans to meet. "So, what are you thinking?" "A bar sounds good!" He just turned 21 a few months ago, so he's still really excited about being able to go out. "Alright... I'm new in town so let me look this up." "Looks like there's a gay bar about halfway between us. 'The Alley'." "I'll...