My name is Michael. I'm an attorney at a medium-sized firm in Los Angeles, focusing mostly on contract law. I'm 27 years old and I'm hoping to make partner by the time I'm 30. I'm 6' tall, 195 pounds, blond hair and blue eyes. I'm told I'm a handsome man with a good body. I've not had a steady girlfriend in about 2 years now and I'm not really ready to have...
MIAMI PT 8: AN UNEXPECTED OLD FRIEND Miami and I had been together now for almost 2 years. I saw us as a couple, as did all the people who knew us, though it was not a stated fact on his part. To him, I would never be anything more than his bitch, or his whore, to be used as he saw fit. It actually made him a little angry if I even suggested that he was gay...
My mind was racing and I could barely think straight. He tasted so damn good! I love it I love it I love it! I didn't want to but I had to because I needed air so I ended the kiss so I could breathe. He looked hurt and I felt bad so I kissed him again this time more passionate than the last one. He felt so good and soft. I just know he belonged in my arms fo...
They were lost, of all the times this was the worst possible time to have lost the car. Desperately running from the crooks or who-ever they were, had diverted them away from where they were parked and now they were wandering around in circles. "I was sure it was this street," Theo pointing to a hairdressers he was certain they had passed before they had th...
Ben was feeling playful as his loving wife and he started to go to sleep. Ben draped an arm over her waist wanting to initiate some foreplay and let his hand come over her gown to her pussy. He started to cup her pussy wanting to sensually feel her crotch and legs. Pamela pushed his hand away. Ben thought for a second and started to sensually and lightly rub...
CHAPTER TWO - A BREATH OF SNOW; A TASTE OF BLOOD. DANNY The suite was large and spacious with two double beds - 'groupie built', as Wylde laughingly put it - and an enormous, azure and gold tiled en-suite facility. Rayne fumbled the lights on and behind him Danny adjusted them so that they did not glare as Whipsnade's singer lurched unsteadily into the bat...
God it felt good! My jeans so fucking tight! Hugging my ass cheeks, hugging my balls and cock. Almost gripping them. I sauntered into the store, and felt the cool, cold surface underneath my barefeet. Any surface felt good tonight. Walking barefoot Over a bit of grass, cold cement, sensual black tarmac. Such a hot and enticing feeling. A sensuality as potent...
I'd been incredibly high on cocaine. Two, three, four months of constant partying. My story isn't epic. There was no fall and rise of a man, or the questioning of ethics. I wasn't derelict. I went to work, did the routine, but I lived for the high in those months. Even now, when I look back, I would love to be as carefree again, to enjoy the thrill... Wh...
This is the sequel to "Big Man on Campus," a tale of college life and gay relationships in the age of craziness. It was really fun in person. ***** I have a little trouble sorting out college and the immediate time that came after it. We were awfully high, after all. It is hard to believe it now. I honestly don't recall much about the latter half of my F...
Chapter Thirteen -- Home for the Holidays "Hey cookie baby! I'll be up on December 9th to pick ya' up and bring you back to Brockville for Christmas break. Your Dad told me to use his car and make sure the trunk was empty for the fifteen pillow cases of laundry your Mom is expectin' to bring back with ya'! Hah, hah, hah!" "Why isn't he coming up, Sasq?" "...