Folsom heard some muffled discussion from the other side of the door between his cramped, dark prison and the back panel on the closet in Roman's cabin and then some rustling around in the cabin followed by the slamming of the cabin door and then . . . silence . . . for the longest time. A good thing he wasn't claustrophobic, Folsom was thinking. And then t...
Setting: Prison P.S. This story is meant to inspire stories of a similar setting. If anyone decides to write stories like this, please reply on my page. Thank you. ***** Yo dogs! My name is Victor, but my homies call me Viking. HaHA! But seriously, my name is Victor and before you get the wrong idea, I am NOT a black gangster. I'm Caucasian and I come fro...
Barely into the new day, 2:30 in the morning, and Paul is taking Raul again in his bedroom. Raul is suspended in air, his belly supported by the plow belt, his arms extended and spread, his hands clutching the front edge of a dresser, his legs hooked on Paul's hips, and his ankles pressed into Paul's upper calves below his knees, while Paul grips the strap h...
My legs were shaking. My knees felt weak, my hands sweaty and clammy. My eyes didn't focus on anything, they just stared blankly forwards, they should have been focussing on everything, scanning every person I passed or car that zoomed past in case it was someone I knew, giving me a reason to abort what I was doing. But I didn't , instead I staggered onwards...
An older man’s cock curiosity! I don’t know what started it that strange night. Was it the fact that I had just gotten a divorce from a 30 year marriage and very depressed? Or was it the 4 hard Rum and Cokes I had just consumed? I think it was a combination of both that effected me as I drove home toward my lonely dark apartment that started the fantasy of...
I had been living in California for a good three months and had convinced myself from the start that after my year and a half long fling with a cop in Texas, seeing him every week or every other week to suck him off with no reciprocation, I was done with men. I only wanted girls going forward. Not to say that I didn't have fun sucking off my cop, but I was s...
I was merging onto the Interstate when my cell phone gave a trilling ring, telling me someone had just left a message on my e-Love account. I slid the phone open and scanned the new profile that had appeared in the "interested" column. Twenty-five, good job, very pretty brunette. Damn. I almost deleted her, but then thought, what the hell, there might be som...
Max saw the sirens in his rear view mirror as he hurtled down the highway. Being the coward he was, his gut lurched as he pulled over. A large figure opened the driver's door of the cop car and slowly began to stroll towards Max. His cheeks went pink as a black paw tapped on the window almost shattering it. "Going a little fast there buddy." Max went puce....
Thank you to everyone who left comments on The Good Life Ch. 01, your encouragement really made all the difference. I hope you enjoy the finale. Days turned to weeks, and I didn't hear from Evan. After I found out what Jason had done to him I realized just how bad I had hurt him, how I had ignored the walls he put up and just pushed right along like an ani...
My first gay experience was unforgettable but I have tried to make each experience worthy in its own right. This is the first time I found and participated in a glory hole. I was at a park that I had heard was frequented by gays. It is a quiet suburban park in the city where I live. There is a bathroom facility there that is always open. It was late on a F...