Matt stops by in a panic... All characters are over 18. Thanks to LarryInSeattle for editing. ====== A couple of days pass before Matt emails me. I spent that time trying to get the vision of his body out of my mind. I picked up an extra shift. Sweet time-and-a-half come on home to daddy. Liam's financial aid package is excellent. He'd qualified for two...
Diary of a Cock Sucker. Chapter 21. In which our hero needs a shower. I spend the day at work looking forward to the evening where I have a reprise with my companion of several days ago. We met on a bicycle club group ride some weeks ago and have seen each other a few times since. We agreed several days ago that we would have dinner tonight at my place w...
I wish I could say we all lived happily ever after...but I'd be lying. James had decided to move on with his love life, and I was not invited for the ride. Oh, we had a friendship of sorts. Or we were working on it, but it was awkward at best. I tried to find someone of my own, but failed miserably. It was all because I kept comparing the new men to him. H...
Chapter 6 Seeing Ben at school the next day wasn't fun. My friends and I would usually hang out in the morning before school started but as I rolled out of bed the day after Ben found my magazine and forced me to suck him off, I knew that I could barely stomach the idea. Regardless, I made my way to school very slowly. My backpack felt like it weighed a ton...
Still naked we threw the damp towels in the drier, and with a shared smile went upstairs and pissed side by side. I snagged my lotion; salt water really dried me out. We chatted about the upcoming holidays and our birthday after. We quickly lotioned together, again doing each other's backs...the comfort of him was so calming. I fixed lunch while he built up...
The rest room opened off the food court in the small mall across the parking lot from the Weeping Willows Retirement Apartments. Jake Sawyer stood at the urinal, cock in hand, willing a golden stream to gush forth and splash against the gleaming white porcelain. A portly, black bearded man in a plain, gray jogging suit entered, stepped up to the idle urina...
Chapter 19. In which our hero is taken in hand. Some months of social turmoil have passed since the last chapter in this diary. The mistress of chapter four has made an occasional reappearance to both my delight and disadvantage. Delight to the extent that I find it impossible to decline; such is the overwhelming rapture of the exhilarating sex. And disa...
It all started a few weeks ago while I sat in a bar after a long day of searching through the want ads. "How's it going?" said the clean headed muscle man who sat down next to me. "Not the best," I said, looking up from the paper. "I've been slogging around town all morning, looking for a job." "No luck?" he asked, looking me over with ice-blue eyes. "No...
Kelly and I were having a night out on the town, just good friends hanging out for each other's company, and for fun. I think it was her who made the suggestion initially, but I was also game, that we should go to a strip club. Now normally I wouldn't go to such a place with a woman, but she told me that she had been before and that this particular place had...
"What did you have in mind?" he asked timidly over his drink. "I was thinking I'd make it a surprise," I replied. He looked off into the distance and pondered a while. His name was Taylor and I'd been chatting him up for the last hour or so. We were sitting by ourselves in a booth at this bar, the name of which I hadn't bothered to commit to memory. I don'...