In the summer, on the last day of school, the whole of the senior year decided to have a party down on the beach. I had arranged to stay the night around my friend Jason's house. Apparently his mum was working a night shift and his dad didn't really care. Not that there was anything going on between me and Jason, he was pretty gorgeous and more than a few...
Chris pulled a bottle of water out of his jeans, swigged, then offered me some. I guessed he had been out clubbing too. He told me he had been to the Fridge with some mates, but decided to walk home. I smiled at him and told him "Snap". Looking directly into his face in the daylight, I could tell from his pupils that he had been taking something other than a...
Bruce and Jeff grinned as they looked around the empty movie theater... it was unlikely that anyone else was going to come anyway since it was just before the movie started. They'd already missed most of the previews... "Oh my, a private showing," whispered Bruce into Jeff's ear, making him shiver, "How special are we?" "Maybe we could do something to mak...
It is a hot and humid summer day in the small Midwest town I live. While it can be miserably to work in triple-digit heat it can be a sort of a turn on as my wet, sweaty clothes cling to my cock and rub it ever so slightly. Today is no exception as I had been trying to keep my hard-on from being noticeable. I need relief and soon! I retire to a restroom for...
The couch and the floor soon become littered with our shirts, undershirts, shoes, wallets, keys - all the things that get in the way as Ben and I struggle to find a comfortable way to make out. Driven by mutual desire, we put up with the lumps and barriers of scratchy fabric until we both start to laugh. We just sit up and laugh. I snuggle my face next to hi...
I thought he'd suffered enough. But we'd reached a crossroads. Would I rather have his blowjob lips wrapped around my cock, lipfucking me, tonguebathing me? Or would I rather have his big, thick blond fuckstick filling my tight little asshole, massaging my prostate until he made me paint the ceiling with my boy-juices? Both sounded good. So I mumbled a quick...
I imagine meeting you in a hotel. We are both there for a business meeting but after hours...We had set up another "meating" to deal with. We meet in the hot tub. We are sitting near enough to talk and relax. Under the bubbling water I am lightly rubbing your crouch with my foot. On the surface we seem like two traveling business men. Under the water we ar...
Bob and I had worked together for a number of years. Between the work assignments, meetings, road trips, and the company sponsored social events, we became good friends. We had a number of things, other than work, in common. We both liked to barbecue. I’d had Bob and Bea, his wife, over numerous times for cookouts and I’d spent many afternoons at their home....
Monday. A day that on its own was already bad enough, and I had extra baggage of the conversation I had with my dad the previous night. I spent the night thinking about what he said, hoping that somehow I could make him happy. I knew I couldn't do what he was asking for, to pretend to be straight, but maybe I could make him happy another way. "Hey handsome...
When Steve woke, he instinctively checked his phone to see the time, frowning internally as he saw it was time to get up to get to work. Then his mind caught up with itself, and he remembered where he was. Rolling over, he saw the bulk of Phil lying next to him, breathing steadily as he slept. The light cotton sheets had been thrown off him, leaving one tann...