I use the phrase 'boy panties' when referencing guy's underwear because I can't write one story without my favorite word, panties, in it. So, no, they're not actual panties... Or are they? "Hey, Charlie. I have to tell you something and I need you to promise you won't be mad," Reese said when his girlfriend answered the phone and greeted him. "Uh oh, what...
Scott Griffin pulled his blue Ford Mustang into a parking space just to the left of the loading dock of Stonewall Hall. At least six cars were battling for spaces closer than his to the door in the loading area, but he didn't care. He was only a little farther away but he could walk his bags in the little extra distance. He wouldn't have to deal with the pus...
The Phone Call -- True Story The room was hot and our bodies were slick with sweat as we moved against each other, him rising up to meet my thrusts me driving down in to his slick, hot, tight hole. The room smelled of sex, sweat and poppers. And the sounds of sex too. I could barely believe that this almost boy was so raunchy, so sexual and so predatory in...
Pelaam: August 2007. Once more Todd tried to focus on the words of the devastatingly dark and handsome teacher at the front of the class, and once again found himself drawn more to the way the man looked rather than on what he said. He was grateful that he was so far ahead in his studies. His dissertation was complete, just needing a final proof-read and so...
When I came back into the chamber, the two tormentors were with the Master on the other side of the room. The Master had removed his clothes so that he, too, was naked. His cock was at full attention. I was not sure which of the men were going to carry out the next round of punishment on the culprit, but I knew it didn't matter. All three cocks could easily...
"Oh, fuck," Walt growled, and the sound sent shivers down Mark's body. He pulled off suddenly, moving by animal instinct. He flipped Walt over, grabbed his lover's hips, and pulled him to his knees. Mark got behind Walt, positioned the head of his cock at Logan's tight bud, and thrust forward. He sank easily into Logan, both of them crying out in pleasure. M...
Authors' note. This is a collaborative story by Electricblue66 and Jason Clearwater. We have each taken one of our previously established characters and brought them together in a combined world, writing turn and turn about with no pre-conceived plot. The result is quite unexpected... "Hey, Ruth, how are you? It's been a while, hasn't it?" "Adam. Where ha...
I woke up Sunday morning feeling rested, relaxed and complete. Dawn was still sleeping. I slipped on some jeans and a t-shirt. Dawn stirred a bit. I padded out to the kitchen. I opened a sliding glass door on the way. To let the cool spring air in. I grabbed a Keurig pod and a coffee cup. The sky was a bright and brilliant deep blue. The breeze was cool. I w...
I'd love to lie and tell you I did this all on my own, but if you read the original version you can easily see where LarryInSeattle, my editor, did some heavy sanding and painting. + + + My Trusted Friend Ch. 04 The concert was great. The three of us drank and danced, partying hard. My friend bought me drinks for my birthday and my wife rubbed up against...
It's odd but strangely compelling to watch your own son masturbating right there in front of you. I was fascinated to see how different his technique was from my own - his hand seemed so much more frantic and his fingers more agile - while marvelling at so many physical similarities between us. His cock was ever so slightly bigger than mine, but other than...