When Ross asks me to take my jeans down I am always glad to oblige, because I know all the nice things he would do with me. But when this other guy turned up on the scene I was apprehensive t say the least. For months Ross and I had been perfect for each other and he lavished me with the liquorice all sorts of sexual exploration. He was forever exciting an...
Britt and Cody had rules, but you couldn't talk about them and they were always changing. This made things confusing. Take cum, for example. They were trading hands not long after they first started beating off together. And though it was understood that they try to cum at the same time, Britt had inwardly decided that getting Cody's cum on his hand was gro...
Day 5 Continued As we sat and ate I recounted the story of golfing that morning. It was an ordinary, mundane dinner conversation and aside from the fact that we were naked it was no different from a thousand other times we had spoken about our day over dinner. I wanted to draw out the moment so I filled in lots of details about the game; slicing on the thir...
Noah Young was an angel. With a flawlessly handsome face, a beatific, innocent smile and blond curls haloing his head, and a perfectly formed, somewhat diminutive body, he was frequently described as angelic. The high tenor voice he graced the Shenandoah Conservatory's Chamber Choir with—not frequently risen to in one's freshman year at Shenandoah University...
I stood there next to the baggage carousel, waiting for Lincoln Douglas's flight from New York. I was nervous and wondering why I'd said I would meet him and put him up for three nights. He was some high muckety-muck preacher with a big church in Harlem, who was down here in the research triangle of North Carolina to watch his grandson play in the Duke-Georg...
I awoke two days later after having been washed, cleansed and oiled while I was out following my and Stephen's adventure. My skin was tingling from the oils they'd used. I was naked under the blankets in the low light of the fire. Outside the wind was again howling, which I would learn was a near constant reality at this altitude. Apparently my recovery from...
David smiled for about the millionth time as he remembered his afternoon with Richard a week earlier. Richard was a tall, young man and, according to him, his friends called him Big Dick because of his height. David also thought of him as Big Dick, but for a more carnal reason, and David’s ass, what he called his asspussy, tingled pleasurably every time he t...
Felix Frederichs stood in the shadows of the station shed in the Washington, D.C., suburb of Lorton, Virginia, on the last day of October, trench coat collar pulled up to cover his sallow cheeks, dark sunglasses on his face, directing the young Martin Mayer here and there in getting squared away for their overnight Amtrak Autotrain trip down the East Coast t...
This is a true story. So, it's been a rough year for me. I ended my almost decade-long marriage, marriage that I had never been happy in. I had spent the past twelve months squabbling in court with my vindictive ex-wife over child support and the custody of our two children. I had a good lawyer, but he had taken me for every cent I had. Doesn't matter. You...
Let's see. As I tell this story, relaxing with my head in my young Master's lap, kissing his stiffening cock now and then, I'm trying to catch you up to how I got here. Today is Friday, January 27. I believe I left you last time on Sunday night, happily licking and chewing my own cum off of a damp washcloth. You see, my Master, a college student I call Jas...