Note: This story does not revolve around a quick sex scene, so if thats what you're looking for, this story isn't right for you. Hi guys, I'm back with a new story. This will be slightly different from my other stories and I hope you give it a shot. As always, all feedback positive or constructive criticism are accepted. There will be a total of 11 chapte...
By that point, I was starting to realize how life-changing being gay really was. It wasn't just the sex, despite all the mind-blowing ways I'd found to get off, and the fact that I'd basically gotten addicted to cock. It also meant a lot for my future. Before that summer, I'd always assumed I'd be like the people I'd grown up with: I'd settle down with a ni...
Hello, I know it has been a very very long time since I last posted anything on here, I've just been having a very stressful and busy year, but I hope to continue all of my stories and maybe even a few new ones, hope you enjoy I would also like to say a massive thanks to my dedicated editor Cannd, who is both a lovely person to work with and a delight as an...
Jacque was coming over and Ryan waited in anticipation. Finally he heard a knock on his apartment door. Opening the door he greeted Jacque for the first time in months. Both were starting college. They gave a hand shake and a hug to head and shoulders, with a hand around each others back. "How are you?" Ryan wanted to know. "Fine, you look as good as ever,...
"Dex-eeeee," I cooed into his ear, "tell me about 'Daddy.'" We'd been driving for 30-minutes and still had another half-hour to go. I decided to put the time to good use and do some 'homework' before I met his father. A boy needs to be prepared when going into a possible hostile situation. "Uh, well, I, uh...there's not much to tell..." he stammered. My h...
Author's Note: Many thanks to your fellow readers' inspirational comments and up-votes, below is the second free-standing installment of the Working It Out series. I hope you enjoy reading it even half as much as I did writing it. ***** Normally, my morning commute is incredibly frustrating, what with all the traffic, texting drivers not aware of the gree...
After I'd divorced my wife of 10 years, I moved into a condo while she and the kids lived in the house. We'd parted amicably, but I was still pretty hurt by the whole process and the things that we'd said in court. Luckily, she wasn't able to take me all the way to the cleaners, so I was fairly well off even with the alimony and child support I had to pay....
Afternoon – four-nineteen pm, and it's tar-melting sultry-hot. Hitch-hiking down through France, the Loire valley, medieval hill-top towns, and beyond. My nineteenth summer, in distressed jeans, faded T-shirt and backpack, dark shoulder-length hair and shades, as much for cool as the bullying solar glare. After a chain of short-term and unsatisfactory thumb-...
Danny is a slim young man, 18 with no facial hair and very little body hair, fit but not athletic. His friend Jeffrey was going to help him join the fraternity. Jeffrey told Danny there would be an initiation party, but did not mention hazing. Danny and his wife Patty both 18 were married coeds having entered college on scholarships. Both were very smart, b...
Some of my stories are true, some have elements of truth, and some are pure fiction. This one falls into the true category and I haven't decided how much to admit yet. I keep a couple of the hookup sites on my hidden web browser. The thoughts of hooking up ebb and flow and occasionally I use the mail feature to communicate to all the guys who send smiles, w...