Going Professional 'M4M. Generous men wanted. You host. Anything goes. Masculine athletic and naturally submissive but versatile. Shaved and ready.' My cell phone rang and I quickly answered it. Twenty minutes later I was on my way to an upscale hotel on the beach. I had flunked out of Miami U and my parents had kicked me out of their house hoping it woul...
I awoke Wednesday morning to find Roy rolled onto his side with his covers down to his waist and looking at me. "G'mornin'! Ready for our day off?" I wiped the sleep from my eyes and let them take a long drink of his half-naked corpulence. I cleared my throat. "Morning...sounds good...what do you have in mind?" "Breakfast to start with, of course!" he sa...
Chapter Fourteen - Happy New Year! 'These CCM Professional men's hockey skates are really gonna' be good on the Canal when we go skating, Aaron! They're just the best present! Thanks honey!" 'And these 'Faber Castell' technical drafting pens are going to come in handy when I have to work on Gordon's drafting assignments in the New Year, Adam. How did you m...
It's summer of my 20th year, and I am experiencing a life-altering, sizzling, sexual awakening--and, so far, the best summer of my life. I just finished my junior year at California State Poly and came home a week ago. I'm the second oldest of 4 athletic boys, and my parents are still together and happy, most of the time. I had been looking forward to spen...
As I continued to suck his cock and look up at him, his expression was stoical on the surface, which was such a manly turn on, but there was appreciation and gratitude in his eyes. Those eyes were appreciating me as a friend, as a buddy, for trusting him and jumping off the cliff. They conveyed respect for sucking him and subordinating myself to his supreme...
Chapter Seven: The Silent Servant, Ferdinand Ferdinand could tell that something was disturbing the ambassador as soon as he'd come back into the room. He knew what the man and his son had been arguing about. It wasn't because their voices had been loud; it was because he had been just outside the not-fully-closed door, listening to them. It was his busines...
Chapter Eight I was promoted to Sergeant and there was a celebration at the Dragonfly with the guys from the barracks. Later I went to Toby's to celebrate. Toby looked like he wasn't feeling good. "What'll you have?" he asked rather quietly. I gave him a blank look. It was the first time he'd ever asked me what I wanted to drink. He knew. "The same,...
What was most maddening was the waiting. Not knowing what would happen and yet, in his gut, knowing exactly what was going to happen. If thirty-year-old hunky West Point grad six-foot-three Captain Joel Campbell was going to report them, he would already have done so. Nineteen-year-old Mike Gutierrez of Cuban ancestry and built low to the ground but of solid...
Just off Avenida de 9 Julio, I entered a bookshop that was good at sourcing gay literature. The man who ran the shop was Marcelo, a long, narrow broom handle of a man. We had met when we were in university together. He had inherited the shop after his father's death, and dropped out to run the store. In the early days of Isabel Peron's presidency, and certai...
In case this is your first read of my story, this is part of The Soldier and The Cleaner series. Here is the full story from Chapter one to the last entry on March 03, 2020. The Soldier and The Cleaner Ch. 1-4 The Cleaner...I Needed A Break The Soldier...Just Get Home The Soldier and The Cleaner Ch. 5-6 The Soldier...Judgment Day The Cleaner...That Son...