Workout Buddies: Day 2 of Paying Off the Bet (c) 2018. All rights reserved. _____ 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...
***** Zak's P.O.V ***** Michael obviously wanted to talk to me concerning Santiago but was hesitant with Oscar here. I moved away from Oscar's embrace and instead took his hand. I caught the gaze of my guards and nodded to them. They walked forwards, and I turned back to Oscar. "I need to speak with Michael, follow the guards they will take you back to t...
Chapter Three: Charleston to Mobile "Where is it you're headed?" asked the man who sat down next to Gordy before the bus pulled out from Charleston, headed west. "Uh, L.A., I guess," Gordy said, still facing the window. Why had the man sat down next to him, he wondered. There were empty rows all over the bus. "Long way by bus. You going the whole way by b...
I had seen Lucas one more time before he left home for his freshman year in college. He stopped by to say goodbye just before heading off to his freshman orientation. It was about two months after that when, out of the blue, I got a Snapchat from Lucas: "Hey Dan, I'm going to be home this weekend. Can we go for a bike ride?" "Sure!" I replied, "Saturday mo...
Henri had been only the second man that I had sex with, after the first one seven years before. He was black, well endowed, and a true gentleman. He had no problem entertaining my bedroom fantasy to be feminine, and could either plain out fuck me, or tone it down and make love to me. He really knew how to ring my bell, and had nailed me to the mattress as hi...
There are a total of four stories, already written, that I will be posting over the course of the next month. I will post once per week so I can have time to read the feedback posts, if there are any. I urge you to let me know what you think of these stories, good and bad. They are strictly fantasies, mine, and bear no resemblance to real circumstances. No...
After some consideration of the comments I received for The Boy, I decided to rewrite the story in third person (so I can change perspectives), and take my time telling the story, changing a few things as well. This will probably be a long one, but I will try to write the next chapters as quickly as my two fingered typing will allow me. I hope you enjoy the...
Act Three -Only if the stars could see- I sat beside Brayden in my crisp pressed suit with my hands folded over my lap. All around me girls danced in the fancy dresses, their expensive shoes sinking into the grass under the night sky. They held tight to their partners as they twirled around the make-shift ballroom. A classical band played in the background...
Every time we crossed paths with a mirror, I couldn't resist looking at my new body. It looked much like mine when I came of age over thirty years ago, except refined flawlessly. I was smaller, softer, and cuter. This was me in my perfect form, the me I was meant to be. Whenever I wasn't looking at myself I was looking at the body of my new Daddy, Ezra. He...
I had never ever considered myself a gay man. I had never so much as even looked at another man until I had met Abel. In light of everything that has happened in the last few months, to start the story by telling you that I am not gay seems so preposterous, but I need to start at the beginning in order to make sense of how I ended up here. I need this to try...