The track up from the valley floor to Mather's mill was comparatively easy going. Wide-berthed and heavily laden Lumber carts regularly came down the path that ran alongside the narrow, but rapid-running Slater Creek. The deciduous trees were thick here—still, after more than a decade of lumberjacking. The trees along the stream bed were mainly cottonwoods,...
For the rest of the day I avoided what sexual encounters I could. I enjoyed being fucked as much as the next male satyriac, but this was a bit much, coming on the heels of the vetting process. Besides I had expected to be contacted by someone else on the inside of the ranch—someone who was supposed to maintain communications with the special unit that had be...
Chapter five has arrived! I really, really hope you all enjoy it; the feedback I get on my chapters really inspires me to do well, and write more. For those fans of Gavin, you may hate me for this addition. For the fans of Kayden, your welcome! Enjoy, ~PeterPanics You're sure you don't need any more help?" Gavin asked quietly, glancing around my new dig...
My name is Darian I am 39 years old, 5'10", with short dirty blonde hair, nice athletic build, and I am a handsome dude, at least I think so. And a lot of other guys think so too. Especially, as I found out, my best friend Dex, who is a Cop thought I was a good catch. I am a bottom 100% gay man. I haven't found the right guy yet but have dated a few guys o...
I spent the night with Jake and woke up to the smell of Texas Columbian Pecan coffee. I sat up in bed and found I was alone. I threw off the sheet and realized I had slept all night in my t-shirt and levy's. I threw my legs off the side of the bed and found my docksides. I slipped my feet into them and made my way to the kitchen. Jake had his back to me and...
=== I stood in front of them, my son grinning broadly at me while Marcus, still kneeling forwards with his hands prizing his arse-cheeks apart, peered over in wide-eyed horror. "I just happened to see your light on and wondered what was keeping you two guys up," I said by way of flimsy explanation. "Of course you did," Jake chuckled, and I was unable to s...
--Like most of the stories, this installment is once again from Sebastian's point of view, rather than Rory's. Like all of the stories, they are above the age of 18. Thank you so much to everyone for their comments on this series so far. -- 'How long has he been like this?' Robbie looked at me as we walked through the school grounds to the playing field...
A Spit-roasted Turkey on Thanksgiving Even now, as I venture through my forties, I enjoy taking a moment to recall some of the high-points of my sexual life. With the Thanksgiving holiday weekend approaching, I'm reminded of one very special holiday, more than twenty years ago now. My freshman year at college was an eye-opener, to say the least. That first...
I swerved left and right at slow 20 mph. The Jeep Wrangler dipped deeply to the sides, much more like a dingy in waves than a car on steady land. The shocks of my rental were worn out. I wanted to at least get a feel for the jelly pudding of a car on the deserted airport ancillary road before hitting life traffic. It was my first time in Hawaii. What? Was I...
This a totally true story of my youthful experiences with my friend, and lover, Wayne. Wayne was my first, and my last, male lover and even though I've had no same sex relationships with anyone but him I still consider myself to be bisexual. This is the second story of the events that changed our relationship from that of jerk off buddies, to lovers. I expec...