The following story is about a man coming to terms with his sexual orientation, as well as his feelings for his best friend. Characters are 18+, and any similarity to other characters or people is purely coincidental and not intended. Please feel free to leave any questions, comments, or concerns, as they will be greatly appreciated. ***** "Alright class,...
I was just finishing up in the shower when Sara came into the bathroom. "Ryan - there's a man downstairs with a recorded delivery. He says it's from your boss, and he's got strict instructions only to give it to you." "Oh fuck it! Sorry, love... what the Hell can that be? I don't usually get business shit delivered to the house," I said as I turned off the...
I thought all of Saturday night and all day Sunday about Ron's invitation to a male sex get together for the next weekend. Finally, I came to the conclusion that that might be a little too much too soon for me and that I'd have to explore at my own slower pace. The problem was, after my experience in the back of Ron's van it was like a flood gate had opened...
I deftly felt Scott soaping up my lower back and ass with soap. He was careful when cleaning out my hole, as I was pretty sore. "You fucking slut," he joked, spanking me lightly. "You used my big cock to get off, didn't you? You love my big cock deep in your ass, don't you?" I was still on orgasm overload and just mumbled gibberish back at him. Scott cleane...
"Are you one of them?" Jeremy asked. I raised my gaze from his crotch to his face. I heard what Jeremy asked but I didn't know what he meant. It's not like I knew Jeremy all that well. I had just started at the warehouse a few weeks before. My main job was packing orders on skids, but if there was a lull, I'd be sent to perform inventories or just sweep of...
I was 20 years old, and it was the summer after my junior year of college. I was home for the summer, and looking to make a little money during my last real taste of "freedom" before entering the real world. There weren't a lot of place hiring, but I managed to get a part-time job delivering pizzas for a local pizza place. It wasn't perfect, but it let me ma...
Chapter 2 Boy Meets Llama I only held the card up to the white light of the windshield for an instant and of course that's when the llama appeared. I never did find out whose llama it was, or where it went after I hit it doing about 45 mph. The beast ran off. I wasn't as lucky. Fuzzy llama karma-- Next thing I remember, I was taking baby steps in a yell...
There was this strange flier under my door when I got home from work. It looked like an advertisement for some Gay circuit party or club. "Build Your Bear" was across the top in big bold letters, with a hairy muscle stud underneath in just a jock, his arms crossed with a friendly smile on his scruffy face. I couldn't find an address or phone number on the...
It had been a somewhat stressful week. I work as an international antiques dealer, you see. My work takes me all over, with a lot of tiring travel. As I near fifty, it is getting noticeably harder. Having said that, I do keep myself in excellent shape with a lot of working out and expensive beauty therapies, and my mind remains sharp and youthful due to my f...
This is my first time ever writing a story, and it's basically all true with name changes. There's at least one more part to it (I had no idea how easily these things can get so long). If there's any interest I may release the second part. This happened awhile ago, but this sub's got me thinking bout one of my old coworkers. Also, I'm sure it's a fetish but...