Thank you BeautifulStorm and goldboy16 for editing my story. ***** What are the chances? After a long day of work and travel in the midwest I was finally able to check into my hotel. After getting my room key I headed to the elevators. Another gentleman was also waiting for the elevators. As the doors opened, he stepped in and I followed. He was about 5...
Vic answered the door in his usual tight jeans and baggy t-shirt, his black hair a little longer and more unruly than he typically liked it. He was a little soft around the middle, but his height made it blend in to give him a powerful figure. "Hey. C'mon in," he said, gesturing as he stepped aside to allow Tim into the apartment. The weather was cold, so he...
I drove in time after time as Les was moaning loudly. I felt myself starting to shoot and buried my cock balls deep and held it in place as Les hole spasmed around my fat black cock. I filled his ass till it was oozing out around my cock. I told Will to look in the nightstand to his right and hand me the small dildo and lube it up. I withdrew my cock and q...
My willingness to listen had, a handful of times, placed me into a peculiar conversation with individuals who, although hailing from vastly different walks of life, each described the same phenomenon. There existed at some point in their past an insurmountable inner-struggle (addiction and negative thought processes were examples) which they had suddenly con...
This is just a work of fiction. No one living or dead is involved in this story. Don't read if you aren't over 18. Don't archive or take credit this (as if you'd want it) without asking me first. This is just a short little story but I'd love to hear your thoughts, whether through anonymous feedback. Thanks. -- While rummaging through my increasingly empt...
I sit at your feet. I have my head in your lap as I gaze at you in adoration. You stroke my hair as you are drinking your beer. You tell me about your day. You tell me about a problem at work with a coworker. As you tell me your hand tangles into my hair and you start getting rougher with me. I know that you are getting angry and that you will be taking it o...
It was going to be just a hot, sweaty day of work. Jose, a coworker of mine was moving from his condo to a suburban house with a lawn, plants, and too many rooms to decorate. He asked me to do grunt work for him with the furniture. He and Mario were finally moving in together after years of dating. Mario had to work this weekend, so Jose, me, Janice and Car...
I landed a prime job in Bangkok about a decade ago. I had to travel back and forth to NYC (where I lived with my wife and kids at the time) - it was for 3 years but worth it because it would advance my career, as it has. So I had been doing this for over a year at the time and got into a good routine - work, gym, group of friends to hang out with, etc... was...
He was in a cocoon. A warm comfortable cocoon of early morning languidness. The type of morning where the sun was bright enough coming through the windows that it filled the room with a luminescent pale yellow but not so high in the sky that you couldn't block it out with a well angled pillow and the murmuring of "five more minutes". He had a companion in th...
*Two weeks later* Jake: I've never been happier in my life. Everything felt good. Everything was right. We were going out tonight, the whole gang. Going to Randy's gay bar. We were going to have fun tonight. I've been waiting a whole week for today. I haven't been to Randy's in a while. I sat at work, we were slow for a Friday afternoon. "You can go if y...