My name is Josh and I am a twenty-five year old married man. I have been married for two years now and I have a decent job as well. One thing has been bothering me lately. I have the urge to try cock with another man. My wife has been distant these past months and I started to look at men more closely. I didn't want to go through life and miss out on somethi...
© 2005 Rafe struggled in the soldier's grip. "Run!" He shouted to the small group behind him. Although bigger and stronger than his captive, it appeared the man was prepared to fight if necessary. Protect his compatriots. Give them time to scurry their prize to safety. Advent Nays watched the retreating pack of rebels, green eyes lit with mirth behind his...
I see him coming out of the passageway from the plane, another one sent to me from the Levant to acclimate to living in the States in exchange for pleasuring me. He's everything I had been told to expect: big. Tall, more than six and a half feet, I think, and thick of body but in a well-cut way, all power and muscle way. Big hands, big feet, bulging biceps,...
My official submission for the "On the Job" story event, where the entire story has to be set in a place of work (in this case a tattoo parlour), and also a return to a category in whichI do not usually write. Fingers crossed on how it turns out. Votes, comments and any feedback are most welcome. If you thought something of this story, let me know, good, ba...
Acknowledgements: LaRascasse and Oldnakeddad for all the time they've spent editing and improving this story. This is a work of fiction and everyone in the story is 18, as should be the readers. ***** * * CHARLES * * My phone extension doesn't ring too often because most of the people who need me sit within ear shot so it's always startling when it d...
Written for a club on another page, the condition for the entry was that it had to be based on a song. I chose Chris Isaaks- wicked game. (Stone sours version) Enjoy! Dracul is oooold.. T.C. is 18 ~Wicked Game~ Dracul finds the kid high up on the fire ladder, outside the familiar window. On the regular spot where the boy can be found almost every night,...
Friday, 25th June, 1999 - London SIMON “Shambles? Whaddaya mean, a shambles?” Simon Hathaway had to shout in order to be heard above the sound of running water as he showered away the last vestiges of sleep. His young lover, Thom Woodford, had been reading aloud from a selection of newspaper reviews carrying varied accounts of Whipsnade’s Oxford Apollo s...
Warning: This chapter gets emotional. Just remember, there's a happy ending. ********************** The next few nights that Brady stayed with him Ezra didn't have a nightmare. Each night, Brady would lie beside him, his large body covering Ezra in a way that let him know he was safe. Ezra didn't think it was possible to feel happier. He felt clean and wh...
They unzipped the tent and came inside. They both had very nice hard cocks bobbing around and powerfully erect. Ray stepped aside and they came over in front of me. I wasted no time in taking first one then the other deeply in my mouth. "Mmmm you guys are really excited." I told them, stroking them both. "I'll tell you what though," I whispered to them, "if...
(Confession) My one and only personal experience of fellatio (guy-on-guy) is so weird that it's hard to believe it ever really happened. It was over twenty years ago (I'm now happily married with two children) while at Plymouth University where I was studying Art and Design. I'd made quite a few friends by the second year and four of us shared a rented hous...