ooOoo *My heart is here, every beat for you. You're the only one I feel for. * Sea salt sprayed on my face as the cold September wind blew my hair. The constant humming of the boat's engines and the splashing of the waves hid the turbulent feelings inside me. I closed my eyes, drowning the thoughts screaming inside my head. I felt warm hands wrapped a...
Part One: My Wife's Out There Sucking Cock, So Why Shouldn't I? I'm going to stop sucking stranger's cocks. Next week. Or probably the week after. Maybe. I'd rather not talk of these things. But there's a need to confess, to seek absolution for my sins. Look at me. What do you see? Go on, admit it, to most people, I'm a respectable married man with a well-...
The next day I was poolside five minutes ahead of time. I think the coach would have preferred it if I had been late. He seemed to be looking for a reason to increase the punishment. The look in his eyes worried me. I got the same feeling I had had in his office the day before. Even if I had been willing my ass couldn't have taken a fucking that morning. I w...
I work as night foreman at a San Francisco warehouse operation. Sounds like a dumb job and in some ways it is. However, it’s easygoing and has its moments. . . plenty of moments. I was 32 and just a year or so back from overseas--somewhat brain dead--so the easy pace gave me time to heal. It wasn’t rocket science. It was basic intelligence, initiative and a...
He was selling fish from an old row boat, a big, broad, dark man, with a big smile. He would be about twenty or so and was lazily pouring sea water over the fish in his basket, no, not lazy, just using minimum effort in the heat of the day. The muscles of his sweat sheened body seemed to flow under the skin as his wide shoulders worked. The tapered, hard, to...
**********This is part of a dark, rough story with lots dark, rough gay sex. If that's not your thing, be warned! Otherwise, enjoy! Thanks. -MR********** The rest of the afternoon was a strange, nightmarish blur. I know it lasted for hours, well into the evening, but I only remember bits and pieces of it...hazy moments like dim shadows on concrete walls, th...
You know the phrase: 'Karma's a bitch'? Well, I didn't believe it until only recently, although I didn't think it would take me 10 years for me to learn that lesson, the hard way. The name is Josh, let's start from the beginning. 2008 15 years old and still living in the innocent world of secondary school, I was the top of the food chain. Having gone throu...
All characters are over eighteen years of age. There is bare backing in this fantasy story. Part 1 A long time ago, in a place not very far away, I was working as a contractors assistant during one of my college summers. My name is Sweet. David Sweet. I know what you're thinking: a nice and meek little college kid with no experience; a young guy hoping to...
I drove down the road, heading home, my first time driving in a long time. I looked in my rear view mirror and saw the black Porche following behind. I finally got around to getting a vehicle of my own. It wasn't so much a car but a truck, dark blue. Initially my mind was set of getting a nice car, but when I saw the truck I couldn't say no. I mean, it just...
As long as I could remember, Alec had been my best friend. Best friend didn't even quite begin to describe it. Alec was the boy with whom I had pulled worms out of the dirt and speared them on fishing hooks, the adolescent I had stood awkwardly in line to sign up for high school with, the teenager I laughed with late into the night as we talked about which g...