Returning to Leesburg from the prep school in Syria shortly before 5 pm, I went to the county office building and to find Peter Blair in his police department office. I decided not to tell him that his "rape" victim in the Wallace case lacked just a tad bit of credibility as a victim of molestation—and probably wouldn't half try to lie about it on the stand....
After my last story about my oral adventures in Las Vegas, I really worried about what I had done and dreaded catching anything from the experience. I realized how stupid I was, but the Jim Beam and those hard ready cocks just got the best of me. I was drunk and high on alcohol, cocks, cum and the whole luscious evening. I really enjoyed myself and knew that...
It had been three years since Greg had last been with a man and he was going a little cock crazy. His cock kept on rising each time he thought about the illicit pleasure he had felt the last time he had stuck his cock in a guy's asshole. Trouble was he was so out of practice, he had no idea how to hustle some ass. The last time it happened by chance, a guy...
The sky was a husky purple, the sun made the clouds into a stunning rainbow of dusk, and Seth Nathaniel Jones was sobbing in his bathroom. He sat in the bathtub with knees drawn up under his chin and shielded his rapidly swelling eye that was already a nasty shade of purple. He tried to rationalize the situation, to understand why, but he couldn't. He sift...
It's Saturday night. I'm out with my boys in the bar. I'm sipping my drink trying not to stare at him as I watch him with his friends, laughing and having a good time. My friends are talking at me, but I don't hear a word they say. I'm focused on him, though I'm trying not to be. I can still taste him on my lips from the night before, feel him on my cock. I...
It was quite a warm summer's day so me and a few friends decided to go for a bike ride in and around the local woods. We all had mountain bikes so could tackle the trails and woodland paths quite easily. There were 4 of us on the ride, myself Tom, Grant, Paul and Tony. We were all 18 and were coming to the end of our senior school days. We had been friends f...
Everybody was decked out in cowboy boots, jeans, and bandannas at the afternoon barbecue. Of course, Derek with his sleeveless button-up shirt, tight jeans (with a big buckle belt), and cowboy boots looked like the Playgirl cover model for the cowboys issue. Everyone watched him swagger around the patio. Karen gave him a cowboy hat, and every gay guy and str...
There was no question that the guy was Navy. He was bulked up like he could lift a battleship and he was wearing the blue camouflage loose trousers that Navy enlisted men wore these days for work details. Black combat boots, and a navy-blue T-shirt that was pulled so tightly across his broad chest that every curve and both nipples stood out. He promised to b...
Every year, the city of Savannah, GA holds a great St Patrick's Day Parade. It is reported to be the second largest in the US. My name is Jack. I live about 25 miles outside of Savannah and I have a friend, Ray, that owns a house overlooking Forsyth Park, near downtown. This year, Ray invited me to the parade, and never having been to the parade before, I r...
They say that love is a two way street. Well his was a dead end. Jason was 18 and ready to begin the rest of his life. College was just around the corner and with that came a chance to reinvent him self. Forget the past and Mark Logan. Jason sighed as he ran his hands through his shoulder length hair. It was only 2 more days until graduation and man was he...