The farmhouse was a 1950s tract house, dropped into the wilderness. The man in camo fatigues made Tom take the lead through the back door, across the kitchen, and down the stairs to the basement. The space at the foot of the stairs was a laundry room, with a washer, dryer, and a big wash basin. The rest of the basement was walled off, with sheet metal doors...
Chapter 4: Carter and Aiden take things to new heights. DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction. All characters involved are eighteen years of age or older. This series includes sex between brothers. Do not continue reading if you do not approve of incestuous relationships. Again, this work is fiction. Thanks for the great feedback on the first three...
Pete sighed and leaned back in his chair, idly watching Andy enter the most recent changes into the CAD program. Pete Rosati was a big, broad-shouldered Italian with light olive skin and short curly black hair. Andy Grant, his partner, was taller and more slender than Pete, with bright green eyes and a brown crewcut. Both men were in their late twenties, wi...
SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 15 It was early afternoon. Bill and I were sitting on my living room couch, sipping beer and watching game video, playing the final minute over and over. The Boulder Buffaloes had been every bit as tough as we'd expected. It was a really close game. Bill ran 30 yards, dancing all around the Buffaloes, making the final touchdown a half-...
West Campus Condos was a big new three-story building occupying most of a city block near the central UT campus. Jack stopped at the parking garage entrance and punched in the code the condo manager had given him over the phone. The bars swung up and he pulled into a visitor parking space. The elevator doors opened as Jack was reaching for the button. A ta...
"You look like a cop." The kid was standing at the edge of the street, bent over to talk through the open car window. Sam Avery smiled. "I am a cop." The kid's expression didn't change. "But I'm not here to bust you." The kid's expression still didn't change. "So what do you want?" Sam pointed his index finger at the car pulling away in front of them, th...
It's Saturday night. I'm at a gay nudist party. Technically, the group isn't a sex club. If a guy just wants to hang out with other naked guys, he can do that. But, at most parties, there's a room with gay sex videos playing and live men playing with each other—hand jobs, blow jobs, butt fucking, whatever. I'm standing near the video room's back wall, idly...
* * * * * * * * * * HOT YOUNG COACH . . . SUPER-SEXY CHEERLEADER . . . STUD QUARTERBACK . . . Travis Williams has returned to his small Texas town's high school as the Conner Cougars' assistant football coach. Five years ago, when he was star quarterback, Bill Harris and Sandy Oakes worshiped him from afar. Now, Bill is starting quarterback, Sandy is hea...
SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 22 I stood naked beside my bed, stroking Bill's hair and caressing his muscular shoulders while he sucked my thick hard cock. Last night, he'd celebrated with the team at Cougar Pizza after they'd easily beaten the Lincoln Lions. Tonight, his parents thought he was reviewing plays and game video with me. He showed up right after dark....
The sky was just turning pink when Jack quit trying to sleep and got up. He took a long hot shower and then fixed breakfast-bacon, eggs, and lots of hot black coffee. Jack felt better after he'd eaten. He took a fresh mug of coffee into the office and turned on the computer's monitor, then changed his mind and sank into the easy chair. He sipped coffee and...