Boyd had been leery of the arrangement from the very beginning, but he hadn't said anything to his father about it. His father seemed so happy about having found Vic, one of Boyd's college prep school coaches, two years after Aaron, his former lover, had died. Boyd would much rather it had been anyone other than Vic, someone who Boyd hadn't known before Aaro...
I needed to hurry him along. I had a train to catch. I dug my heels into the mattress and pushed up on my pelvis, changing the angle of his thrusts, such as they were, to being more direct, a bit deeper—ensuring that, when the thrusts picked up intensity as he neared ejaculation, he wouldn't dislodge from me. He was paying me extra for barebacking. It wouldn...
"It isn't over until it's over, fucker." Chris bumped my shoulder as he passed me, almost dumping me in the pool at the Natatorium. I'd say his expression was a mix of disappointment, determination, and more than a bit of a sneer. I said nothing, and I didn't respond to the aggression. I'm not sure I would have felt or reacted differently if I'd been just be...
Chapter 2 - Jeremy's Close Shave Jason soon settled down to be a regular member of my household. He was a great kid and I had very little trouble with him, and just being around his hunky body and sweet smile got me horny. I made love to him at least twice a day, sometimes waking him up in the middle of the night to suck his dick or slide mine up his tight...
My alarm woke me. My hand was holding my balls supporting a raging boner. I slid outta bed and did some warm ups; I needed to run. I stuck my head out, looked out the hallway window at the flat grey skies, no rain. My boner hadn't eased. As I pulled on running shorts and socks my head was foggy; I felt a rejection of the fears of last nights. I remembered ho...
As I look back on my coaching career, I can't help but smile. I've got a respectable record of wins and season trophies, a long list of young men trained as sportsmen, and a couple of Most Valuable Teacher awards. I also keep a private list of names and telephone numbers. Men, you see, come in three varieties, and three only: * Curious (wants to try sex w...
Thanks TH and S. Always good friends, critics and supporters. Also, thank you Desertmac for the wonderful and inspiring "Tutoring Jerry." ** Monday September 8th 1988 10:21pm Paradise City. The new guy started football practice today. Even though the season's already started Coach brought him in as starting quarterback. Travis Boyd. From California and l...
"Get moving you fucking fags!" the trainer roared across the playing field. Jake, covered in sweat, reluctantly obeyed. He was tired and dried out, but damn it he wouldn't be the weak link. So he kept running. The match was already in their favor. Jake's team had scored 3 goals, while the opponents where hardly able to pass the ball to each other. But that...
The hole in the wall Thai place was just four long blocks from the gym. They were sitting in the window on stools, their bags on the stool between them. I took that one. D said to J, "those jeans!" and as I sat down grabbed my ass. No one was around. The food was amazing as always. We laughed. Compared notes about the new facilities. They asked about Brett....
This is a fictional story about a young adult who joins a Master's Swim team full of older men. *** CHAPTER X - THE MASTER SWIM MEET The official raised his gun into the air. "On your mark," he shouted. Dennis shook his head, removing any stray thoughts from his mind and turning his focus solely to the task at hand. "Get set," the official's voice rang ou...