Author's note: Real life got into the way of my stories. Please make suggestion in the comments area. So far I have had some interesting feedback. ********************************* I woke up spooning with Mike, he was gently stroking my cock. He was sleep humming in my ear. I felt his hot breath on and in my ear. He had his other hand close to my face so...
All my stories are true life experiences, with a small amount of poetic licence. My boyfriend and I always use condoms for anal sex with strangers. Play safe, guys. ********************************** So we needed to get to the airport for our winter break. Train and coach- or we surf the web here in northern France for a car share, all above board. We've h...
Revised version copyright 2014 by the author. * The cab of the big rig is huge and cool. I smell leather, diesel fuel, and cigarette smoke. The place hums with the vibration of the idling engine. I turn to the trucker sitting in the driver's seat, his eyes frank with lust. One rough hand rests on his denim-clad thigh, the thumb moving back and forth over...
Note: This story is more humorous than erotic, but I'm sure someone will find it appealing. *** I hadn't been laid in 3 years. Sounds insane? Not really. It's easy enough to find sex as a younger gay man, but when your hairline starts to recede, and you pile on the pounds, the well starts to dry up. Being far below average in the looks department doesn't...
"Wouldn't you really rather have a Buick?" The quote was from a commercial jingle. I was watching a YouTube video of old car commercials from the 1950s and '60s, and that line was sung by a woman hawking Buicks. Those were the days when American cars ruled the roads and foreign cars, like Toyotas and Datsuns, were considered junk. The only foreign car worth...
Pt. 01 - The Kiss All characters and events are works of fiction. Characters are 18 years old. ***** It all began on a winter's evening at school. A long day's work was over and I was sitting in my classroom, getting on with a huge workload. I had to get my work done at school and then walk home later, as the builders were in and had disconnected the wif...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Kevin peels the size thirteen work boot from his foot and drops it to the floor, his socks are mashed to the soles of his feet from the long hours at the site. He is finished framing the latest cookie cutter house in the new subdivision of Stony Ridge and almost ready to mo...
*All characters in this story are above the age of 18 years old* ***** Four men in expensive suits sat around a conference table, as another man made his presentation. The four men were all at the main office of the new and improved United States Male Slave Organization. They had been invited because of their wealth and influence for the possibility of buy...
The shower door slides abruptly open. Lance stands there, gaping. Neal ogles. Lance sings softly as he steps into the shower: "If it's you my life lines trace. – Hi Neal, nice meeting you here." he slips into the fold of his new partner's arms, kissing his lips and reaching for the soap. "Turn around, let me wash your back," he says, grinning. Neal obliges,...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This one is for my fellow author "13," who requested a tale from the other POV. Best wishes, Ken This is my story. A year ago I was a happy man. I had a good job at high-tech firm whose name you'd recognize, with possibilities for advancement. I had a house in a nice neighborhood. I had an SUV that I'd splurged a bit to buy, but that I was ma...