Author's note: Real life got into the way of my stories. Please make suggestion in the comments area. So far I have had some interesting feedback. ********************************* I woke up spooning with Mike, he was gently stroking my cock. He was sleep humming in my ear. I felt his hot breath on and in my ear. He had his other hand close to my face so...
After cleaning his cock with my tongue, I went to the bathroom and cleaned up and got dressed. By the time I got dressed, he was sitting on the couch watching ESPN. I walked into the family room and he quickly stood up as I walked to the door. I left his place and headed back to the office. There was a lot of regret going back to the office and not staying w...
There had been a few responses to my ad before D's, but there was something about each -- something impersonal and a bit too eager -- that had made me wary about responding to any of them. And then came D's reply. There was something trustworthy in his tone. Patient. Not trying to rush things, but from the start, determined to be sure that I was myself comf...
It was well past midnight on a Friday evening at the Boléro on the Wollestraat in Bruges' Garenmarkt district. This was the third night in a row I'd occupied this small table in the shadows of the basement strip club bar, nursing my drinks, keeping my black cloak firmly wrapped about me, and searching for just the right one. I had assessed all of the club's...
The agreement pt 2 "Don't worry though, it won't be going out on the net to be freely accessed by just anyone," the Master's assurance came as a wave of relief. I almost felt bashful as he seemingly suppressed a laugh knowing that he'd had me going for a few seconds. "This will just be films for a hand-selected few special clients with highly developed...
Phil was sitting alone on a nudist beach and just about to pack up and head home because the beach was deserted. He had driven over a hundred miles to get to this place and he was very disappointed. Instead of wall to wall cocks and beefy butts all he saw was empty sand and pounding surf. Suddenly, as if out of nowhere, three stocky guys appeared and looked...
I had hoped after my conference with Coach Seeman where he had commiserated with me about how badly one of his wrestlers had used me outside the gym that I would get some relief from the liberties he was permitting his guys to take with me, but no such luck. At least, though, my next team punch event day at wrestling practice was more memorable for being the...
I was about 18 at the time, living in military housing on an Army base in Hawaii, and one evening after dinner, my friend Donnie came by in a rather excited state. He claimed he had seen an acquaintance of ours, a kid named Frank, the night before in an outdoor theater making out with a young soldier in the secluded area somewhere in the back rows. The night...
His name was Roland and he was from Jamaica. I'm guessing he was about 30. He had deep ochre skin, eyes that were almost black, closely-cropped hair, and was tall, lean and very graceful. At one point in his life he'd been a dancer, but was now a set designer for one of the larger theater companies in Amsterdam. He was just a little bit effeminate, and overt...
Marcus brought entirely too much food to be defined as a "snack". He had piled on peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, strawberries, cookies, almonds, even slices of cake. When he attempted to precariously juggle it all on one flimsy paper plate, it didn't end well for him. As he lowered the plate to me his rather large boot tapped the edge of the bedframe an...