I was long overdue for a vacation and since I wasn't seeing anyone I thought I'd take one alone, rather than with a friend or a group. And I didn't want to do what I'd done before, go to a gay resort where everything is so gay! gay! gay! An unattached dude at one of those places deals with too much shit. I just wanted to relax and I wasn't looking for a meat...
The new guy behind me just stood there as I felt his large presence near my exposed and restrained body. He didn't utter a single word to me, probably just bewildered and surveying me in restraints while plotting his course of action. As I heard the adjoining booth's door lock, I immediately felt a hard calloused hand grip my tender aching cock and fondle...
When I first saw him, he was sitting on a park bench (and, no, he was not eyeing little girls with bad intent). He was reading a book. Later, I would come to understand that this was his default state. In this instance, the book was William Gibson's Neuromancer. I was pleased. Literate and sexy; the intellect and the libido are inseparable after all, or sho...
This is for a special friend, whom I hope will realize who he is should he ever find his way back to my page. I wrote it with him especially in mind. It might not be perfect but I hope you enjoy it. As a note, I left Max's image blank in hopes that people might be able to imagine themselves (or whomever they like) in his position, rather than giving you two...
"Go on, take them all. I know you want them." Damon Wentworth was standing there in that skimpy bathing suit plastered to his groin, showing which side he dressed on, and had the platter of crab Rangoon pastries shoved up under Chris' chin. It hadn't been the crab Rangoon that Chris had had his eyes on as Wentworth came at him on the terrace in back of the...
This story is a continuation of two previous ones about Mike and his best friend Adam. Both are married, committed to their wives and families, and yet unfulfilled in a fundamental way. These friends shared much together over the last few years, including sports, work ventures, and a yearly family vacation to Montana. Their relationship changed when Adam cou...
This was different. I hadn't been fucked in this position before, and I'd been fucked a whole lot since I'd been brought to the brothel in Manama, Bahrain, four months earlier. It seemed that every Saudi man coming across the causeway into Bahrain for a "what happens in Bahrain stays in Bahrain" gambling, drinking, and sex vacation wanted to fuck a small, bl...
I was looking at the various chat rooms, until I noticed him. Wow! His chest and arms were covered with tattoos. He had black hair and beard. His eyes were dark brown almost black. His screen name was Ben Glover. I knew that he was dangerous. I needed dangerous. So I chatted with him to see where he could take me. Ben Glover: Hey, dcello80. Me: Hi. U look...
It was a cool night in early spring and I was feeling a bit bored and isolated as I had just had a fight with my girlfriend and was spending the evening alone. I puttered about the house for a while before deciding that I needed to get out and get my mind off of her. I laced up my boots and left my home without really thinking about where I was going or what...
His cock was back up to its huge level, it was all encompassing and felt as though it was running through my entire body a second spine for my body. He stood up and I expected more of the slamming squats, but it seemed Master S liked a varied gym session. His massive hands cupped my widely spread ass cheeks pulling them apart still further. He then did sho...