Colin had already accepted the fact that if you signed up to fuck Raja, you got the whole package: a short temper, an inability to keep still and poor emotional regulation. It wasn't perfect or ideal, but still, Collin didn't want it any other way. Those characteristics were what made Raja, Raja. And Colin had also accepted the fact that he loved Raja, d...
It was a crisp, late November evening in Eastern Canada and we had just driven for an hour through back roads to our remote hunting site. My father-in-law, Edward, parked the truck in a tightly overgrown drive way of sorts, under cover of some trees. The rest of the way to the little cabin had to be by foot, and not just because the driveway was impassible,...
Part Two: Tasting the New Gravy ------------ "Remember that old story about the founding of Meadowdaleville and the turkeys? It probably wasn't their fault that they got caught up in an event like that. Sometimes, I think you just end up in the wrong place at the wrong time." ~H.R. Fish and chips, honey baked ham topped with succulent pineapple slices,...
I waited until we'd almost reached Miami's airport, but I couldn't leave it here. "What's wrong, Zack? You've been pouty for days. You know I need this break." "Yes, I know. And I can't go, I know that. Once your scenes are in the can, my editing work begins," Zack responded. But he wasn't looking at me. It was as if he couldn't look at me. He just had with...
I woke up and stretched and realized I was still the little spoon from last night. Well, I sort of woke up. It wasn't an instant thing. I became aware of things slowly while I snuggled into the warm blankets. The first thing I became aware of was that Sean was still there. All six feet of him hulked around me, warm as toast beneath the blanket. His left ar...
This is my fifth letter describing my expanding awareness from a naive man with a desire to suck a cock to a man willing to explore his seedier side. (M+/M, oral, anal) In my first letter "Costume in a Costume" I describe how I dressed as a girl in a Halloween costume to trick an unsuspecting man into letting me give him my first blow job. In my second...
NOTE: I received several emails wanting more of Wiley's gay action—so here's the final and last story. I was fucking Debbie and her girl friend but it was not as powerful an orgasm as when Jeff plowed my ass. I was missing a hard cock in my ass to stimulate my prostate and I realized that I liked pussy but needed a hard cock too. I called Jeff on Sunday wh...
Let's see. How do the lyrics go? The bitch is hot, he's ready to thrill, So give him inches, and fuck him well. My version of the tune, of course. Don't tell the Scorpions. Time for a break from our cross-country rumble. For the guys, it's a piss break, or a fuck break, or just any fucking kind of break they want. We're off the interstate now, though not...
When I walk into the bar there are only a handful of people inside. The bartender gives me a grin and a nod; guess that happens when you're a regular. The waitress comes over to take my order and I admire her uniform. This place is attached to a very nice hotel, so the waitress's uniform is a cross between professional and slutty. For some reason, that turns...
After that fraternity house hookup, I went home for Christmas and returned back to campus on the 28th. Most everyone was off campus, even the athletes. The football team was playing in one of those lesser bowl games on that same day. Vinny, our starting linebacker who was black, built like a muscular god with the biggest cock I have ever had, called me that...