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Doctor's Orders

by cigarstud on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The last appointment! Friday was nearly over at last. This had been a hell of a week, and I was anxious for the weekend to start. I'm a doctor, a urologist to be exact. Yeh, I know what they say, 'he's a dick doc'! My name is Jim Morris, and I'm 53 years old, six feet even, and weigh 172. I've been divorced for almost ten years, and wanted to retire by now,...

Doctor's Orders Ch. 3

by cigarstud on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Thanks to everyone who cared enough to give me their comments! Much appreciated! Chapter Three I was pleasantly surprised as I drove into the driveway of Red’s new home. Of course, it had been his son’s and daughter-in-law’s home earlier, but Red had paid off the mortgage when he moved here from Florida after their death. He was determined that his grandso...

Doctor's Orders Ch. 2

by cigarstud on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Please read original story first so this will make sense. I didn't hear from Red Gibbons for nearly two weeks, but I had not forgotten him. How could you forget someone like Red? I could still taste the musky cheese of his uncircumcised, fat cock. He had awakened something in me that I had previously thought was hidden for good. Until Red, I had enjoyed the...

Cigars in the Stable

by sabb on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"Getting caught up in Riddleman's murder was frightening," I blurted out, over coffee. "Wasn't that some sort of sex crime?" Amanda asked, leaning forward excitedly. The ohs, and ahs, went around the table and I wished I hadn't said anything, because everyone was looking at me, and expecting more. Over dessert the talk around the dinner table had turned...

Unknown Love Ch. 01

by lessthanperfect on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Cigarette butts lay scattered on the ground as the aroma of cheap cologne and wildflowers wafts through the air. Typical, nothing day on a community college campus. The newness hasn't worn off yet. Everyone is still walking around with that wistful air of happiness. It's enough to make man puke. Give it a week or two; they'll be bitching soon enough. This i...

5,000 Words by 5pm

by sabb on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Ranklestein chomped on his cigar and sucked smoke into his lungs as he stared at the text on the laptop. "Fuck. What a boring piece of . . . of boring crap." The buzzing of the phone jerked him away. "Hi," he barked. "Hi. So how's it going? I need those five thou by this afternoon, Rank. Five thousand, is that so hard?" "Hard? Hard? This Manissus is a moa...

After-party at Angelo's

by NatashaTsarinaErotic on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I lit a cigarette and opened the zipper on my leather jacket. The April evening was warmer than I had thought. The street was busy with cars going back and forth and several of my student buddies walked by and waved at me. "Hey good looking, do you want a ride?" I turned to the soft voice and saw my girlfriend inside the convertible Audi. Liza was what eve...

Trinity: Origins Ch. 01

by Gryffindor on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

A dense cloud of cigarette smoke hung thickly in the air in the main lounge of Companions, one of the most exclusive gentlemen's clubs in the world. Only a member of the club would be able to get to the nondescript building that was hidden deep within the labyrinth of London's back alleys. There was a high price to become a member of the club, and there were...

Dale

by terseperverse on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Dale lights a cigarette on the back porch. It's raining out, but only just. It's that misty, dewy sort of rain that isn't really worth wearing an umbrella in but leaves your clothes damp all day. He snaps the lighter closed and puts it in his sweater pocket, staring back into my living room through the screen door. He looks contemplative, taking a drag like...

Tales of the City Ch. 01

by Chevalier12 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The car smelled of old cigarettes, alcohol, and faintly of vanilla from a tree hanging on the mirror. I slid onto the seat of the yellow vehicle behind the passenger's seat, closing the door none too softly, and told the driver where I needed to go. "Corner of Maple and Fairview," and he pulled away from the nearby bar without another word. He was white, th...