After the frenzy of my first real fucking I sort of melted. Mark hadn't come because there hadn't been time for him to work up a good head of steam as I had selfishly pursued my own pleasure. I rolled the condom off his fat prick and threw it in the general direction of the bin. I got up and ordered a bottle of champagne from room service. I suggested he pul...
It was a chilly autumn night, upon an empty train platform, where I was waiting desperately. I believe it was the first look when our eyes met, that I could feel a savage fire burning deep within my soul. Calm as the night, he stood there. Smoking a cigarette never felt so appealing. Maybe I was staring for too long, or he could read straight into my core....
Note: This is the first chapter in a longer story that will become increasingly more graphic and more kinky. It is also my first submission. * Mike walked along the trail, a little further into the woods. He walked slowly, trying to make out what lay ahead, with only the limited moonlight filtering through the tree canopy to illuminate his path. He had ne...
We were summoned for the exercises. I was to wrestle, and I hoped that I'd draw Victor. He was all bulging muscle and beauty and fluid movement. As I entered the palaestra through the columns, I saw him over to the side with a group of other soldiers, laughing and jesting with them as he removed his breastplate to show rippling muscles and solid abs every bi...
1. John woke up, his mind flooded with mad desires and lust—still influenced by the wet dream that had spoiled his boxers. He took a long, cold shower while coffee brewed. However, the plentiful stream of hot water failed to wash away the strong, bizarre sensations that had tortured his mind for months. He poured himself a steaming cup of coffee and lit a...
The rest of the day proved both interesting and entertaining. After I cast off the lines, the two boys came above deck, both in board shorts, to help me get underway. The beach boy obviously had some experience with boats, so the three of us worked in near silence. I enjoyed watching my Angel as he watched the new boy. I could almost hear his thoughts as var...
Twisting on my spot on the floor I set my palette down on the floor out of the way. The cloud I'd been painting done. Behind me music was playing softly. Mark and his two main leads were practicing their dance. I shifted over on the floor to the next set of clouds. "Nolan!" I pop my head up, the bun on the back of my head bobbing, and look over at Mark. "...
What can I tell you about myself? I was born in a small town about 100 miles North of Los Angeles. I was very nerdy as a child and picked on by other kids. My Father would beat me, my mother would scold me. I wasn't happy. "Don't turn out like some fag!" my father would shout at me before giving me a vicious backhand slap to the face. It hurt me in many way...
We moved my senior year in High School; my dad following the Great American dream! Through my high school years I had been the local faggot whore who serviced everyone in the little town I lived in, so when I turned 18 in my new home, over a thousand miles from my old home and reputation, I boarded a bus and went downtown to where there were several adult th...
Mike glanced at his watch outside of him home, seeing it was six am, thoughts came out as he started to walk, thinking this is a beautiful warm day. He went for a walk. day, and it will get warm threw out the day. Being sixty-five years old, in good shape from the gym is a good thing, but I still smoke cigarette and marijuana. Everyday I still think of my de...