It was a late Sunday night. I was running down the streets as drizzle started falling. I had to run back home fast if I wanted to catch the new episode of True Blood. It was eight-fifty and the show would start in ten minutes. My house was twenty minutes away by car and I was only running. I thought that maybe if I could catch a cab I'd only miss like the fi...
He stood outside the Krispy Kreme, looking in, pale and slender. I'd say, pale, slender and beautiful, but when I first saw him, his face was pressed up against the glass of the storefront and I was approaching from the parking lot. An uncomfortable stirring began in my stomach, not for the coffee and doughnuts for sale in side, but for the touch of the you...
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....
I wanted it. I knew I wanted it, and he knew I wanted it. I just couldn't take that step over that threshold—and I kept fooling myself about wanting it. He owned the exercise facility with another guy. Jake and Ted. I knew they were a couple. I knew that before I signed up for a membership. Jake was the muscle part, the trainer; Ted, a good ten years younge...
"It sounds too complicated for you, Matt," Jason had said. "Getting a list would be the hardest part—impossible, I think. This is a small potatoes town. I think you should just keep it to the street and be happy when it works out. And get a job." I'll admit that getting a job was what got the plan rolling. Then getting a list turned out to be one of the eas...
It was a warm day in July. Standing along a harborfront near the ferry terminal in a light blue polo shirt, a pair of tan shorts that hugged me just slightly and Birkenstock sandals on my feet, I might have looked like any other twenty-two-year-old gay man waiting for someone on a summer night. I looked out at the Atlantic Ocean and appreciated the vast be...
"We're boarding now. Call you when we land." With that text from my wife Cindy, my 10 days of bachelorhood officially began. She was off for a girls' trip to the UK, touring castles, drinking tea, wearing fancy hats. All the stuff one does once the kids are out of the house and there's more disposable income about. I'd feigned all the "babe, I'll miss you...
18+ Adults Only. This story is a work of fiction. Enjoy Responsibly. ***** "Wait, what's the Apron for?" * * * In retrospect, I should have known something was up. I was out looking for some part time work. Nothing long term mind you. I just needed a little extra cash between normal pay checks. It was a hot summer afternoon. And I was hungry. I saw a...
Two weeks had gone by and as I woke up Saturday morning and I could hear Bob fucking Brenda in the other room. She was moaning and yelling for Bob to fuck her harder as I could hear the bed rocking and thumping against the wall. "Oh shit, I'm late!" she yelled. I could hear loud thumbs and dresser drawers slamming shut with muffled voices that were inaudib...
"Oh, Cassie, yes, hmmmm, suck it, ohhh, I think I'm cumming, oh baby, ahhhh, yesss." Cassie felt the jizm flow into her mouth. She loved to suck her husbands hard cock. She tried to swallow all that she could as cum overflowed from the tips of her mouth. Her husband Henry was spent. Just another night with his horny, bisexual wife. Henry cuddled up to his...