Work's done for the week, I'm showered, and I'm heading to my usual Friday night haunt. As I walk in I'm greeted with a smile from Tanya. By looking at Her You wouldn't think She works in a porn shop and supervises the theaters and booths out back, too. I have found out over time that She has a kinky core. We talked for a while before I headed into the boot...
Nailed at the Gym Nick hadn't gone back to the farm since Francis had fucked him. It had been a week since the best Monday of his life, but Nick was far too scared to go back. He wasn't sure if Francis would be happy or pissed to see him. Was Francis fucking him so hard and rough supposed to be some sort of punishment for spying on him? And if it wasn't, wa...
"Remember, sex onstage is illegal. This isn't fucking Amsterdam. You can jerk yourself off a little, play with the other guys' cocks, but if you cum, it's all over. Got it? No blowing your load. No oral. No penetration of any kind. Not that the other guys'd let you—they're professionals and a lot of them're straight. Got it?" "Got it." I can still hardly b...
"MMnnnnhhhh..." Ruciel stirs slowly in his sleep. "Mnnggghhhh... Fffffffuuuck." He moans as he stretches his lithe body to as far as it can reach. His arms and legs stiffen and tremble for a second before they let loose. "Hhhhhh..." He rolls over to give his naked butt a fresh waft of air from the bed-like floor, feeling the deep and major soreness still thr...
Sean's Ride I always wanted to see Abe Lincoln's bloody pillow. I loved trains. I found this Silver for Younger website. An 85-year-old retiree decided to fly down to Savannah and ride back with me. I paced the blue carpet watching incoming jets through the glass. Greg wore a bright pink shirt and a red hat. I greeted him. He was with Chris, his friend, a b...
This story is about gay sex between consenting adults. All the characters are fictional. Special thanks to "William Burroughs" for his help. I love hearing from my readers so send me a note. - Dre ***** "Are you kidding me! Look George this remodel is already three weeks behind schedule...I don't care, I'm not going to wait another month to have the counte...
It's hard to get old and even harder when you have grown-up responsibilities. While my bi-lover and I frequently lament "if we only knew then what we know now" we are old enough to know that life is imperfect, and you must take what you can, when you can. Just the other day, he texted me about my recovering wife (she had some back surgery that was rushed be...
My assigned reading was putting me to sleep, so I headed to the cafeteria for a cup of coffee. I was hoping that a little caffeine would keep me awake long enough to make it through the chapter—I was reading the same sentence for the third time when a large figure approached my table. The light was behind him, so it took a second to make out his features. H...
It was a beautiful spring morning that beckoned me out of bed and into my hiking gear. The lake, on which I had taken a small cabin for a week, was surrounded by state forest and had many walking trails, and I was eager to get out and explore. I walked at a leisurely yet constant pace for hours, stopping here and there to admire the picturesque scenery of t...
Jonty watched Carol walk away. Why was it that he didn't feel anything? He was eighteen, fit and healthy -- a red blooded man like any other -- but he couldn't feel the fire. She was dumping him because he wouldn't put out; he knew that he would be the butt of many a joke amongst his friends but he just couldn't do it. The news spread like wildfire and Jont...