Vince Tranter looks out over the countryside, the sun is setting and is painting vivid hues of red, orange and gold on a canvas of cumulus clouds in the distance. Anthony would get so excited at seeing such a beautiful sunset. Vince remembers on many occasions Anthony would often drag him into the garden to watch them. They would hug, embracing each other at...
I had never thought I was gay. I've always been crazy about girls, always attracted to them, obsessed with porn involving women. The only time men turned me on was in the pictures with the women, but it was always the female bodies that made me hard. Nobody who knows me would ever think I was anything but very heterosexual. Since I was a kid I always had a...
The following account of late 19th century sexual torment was taken from the journal of Daniel Nickels, the Captain of the brig Waccamaw during the Civil War. The journal was discovered hidden behind a wall during recent renovations at the Bellaire Plantation in Savannah, Georgia, where the Captain lived after the war. I surveyed the chamber for the upcomi...
Donatus was relieved when the big man finished off. He pulled out of Donatus' sore mouth, and shook his dick, then moved off. Donatus was given a short time to catch his breath and stretch his lean frame some. Then the next man came up, stuck his hard throbbing cock in front of Donatus' mouth, and grabbed his mane of dark curls with a calloused, grimy hand,...
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...
The trip home was mainly silent apart from Ajax's questions. His attention was divided between the road and his pet. He sped down the road growing closer to his apartment. "You alright pet?" "Yeah," Jonah replied quietly, his voice barely washed out by the car engine. Ajax grimaced; the man sounded as broken as he looked. Once Ajax's eyes parted from t...
A/N: probably should have put an author's note on the last one to give the heads up that this is a story - so there'll be exposition and development, and not always a tonne of sex: for example, this chapter has NO SEX :-) If you're here for a one-shot, love you, but this won't work between us. BTW if you have constructive thoughts on the plot I'd love it i...
Angelo had been so tense through his set at the café this evening, that he was afraid that it could be heard in his voice or in a change in how he coaxed the music out of the strings of his guitar. But those sitting around a smoking and drinking long after the food service had been shut down didn't seem to have reacted any differently than before, with just...
**********This is part of a dark, rough story with lots dark, rough gay sex. If that's not your thing, be warned! Otherwise, enjoy! Thanks. -MR********** The rest of the afternoon was a strange, nightmarish blur. I know it lasted for hours, well into the evening, but I only remember bits and pieces of it...hazy moments like dim shadows on concrete walls, th...
My wife was gone. I had come home to an empty house. The only thing left was the bed that she and I had shared for the last ten years. She had run off with a Wall Street banker and was on her way to Paris to live. That was not a surprise I had known about them for over a year, but they had been at it for well over three. I was pleased to find out she had lef...