***Everyone in this story is fiction and is at least 18 years old or older*** ***** Chapter 8: Fast Loads at LA High Jason and I spent the rest of the weekend watching movies. On Monday, he went to school and I went back to work. As I walked to work I thought about our experience at the pool, wondering if I would see Kyle again. Jason: I left Dick's hou...
Paul looked out the window. He could see a party cloudy sky right above a quiet suburban neighborhood. He opened the window to feel the cool ocean breeze infiltrating his bedroom. He closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. The late Mediterranean spring offered him an almost perfect mood. Southern California was blessed with cool temperatures in...
For a variety of reasons, from weather to general scheduling, my last visit to the local baths was a couple of months ago. The last few days, with opportunity beckoning, my jacking off has become more focussed on various bathhouse delights. Including the forbidden, based on impossible to ignore reality. Basically, my fantasies have been turning ever more to...
Growing up on a farm in West Texas in the 70's was a time in my life that I will never forget. Especially this particular summer. It was the bi-centennial summer of 1976. It was also the summer that I would come to realize my true self as far as what I wanted in a partner. Girls were always the talk among friends. At my age it was just that all talk. But for...
Josh and I went into the house through the garage. Robert was in the living room waiting for us, along with a man with dark hair, wearing a black suit. As we approached he said, "Hello Josh. And you must be TJ. Both Robert and my daughter have told me quite a bit about you." Robert must have seen the puzzlement on my face. "Teej, this is Patrick Landrum, my...
We went out to the pool and swam for a while. It felt great to relax and be nude. I don't know why it mattered to not have my suit on, but it changed everything for me. I loved it and I know that I'll go without a suit more often. We just relaxed and swam and talked. No funny business at all. Well, almost none. I did "accidentally" let Kent's cock rub on my...
I had finished a week long ticket out of the Employment Office's day labor office, which was five consecutive ten hour days of construction clean-up at ten dollars an hour. The three hundred fifty dollars I was paid at the end of the week would pay off the remainder of my rent for the month with plenty of money left over. For the first time in weeks, I was f...
Author's note Hi there, thanks for taking the time to read this story. Please let me know what you think. This is my second story submitted anywhere, and is a continuation of, Workout Buddies, Chapter 1, The Bet. Folks seemed interested in the first chapter, so this is the first of several additional chapters that continue the story of Larry and Dave (and n...
I nearly spit my drink out when my daughter Brittany finished her sentence. "Come again?" I asked her as I took another drink of my water. "Daddy, I really need you to look after Andre for the next few days. He's still recovering from having his wisdom teeth pulled yesterday and he'll be out of commission for the next few days. I really hate asking you o...
It's amazing how a little freedom went to my head. I had some cleaning to do, since my orders were to keep the house in perfect order. That meant I had to make Chris's bed after his fucking around with Timmy, and the bathroom, of course. But it was fairly easy. It was great not having to kneel in display position where I finished. I just walked around a bit...