"We loved with a love that was more than love." -Edgar Allan Poe ***** A thin, lanky boy with a thick head of shoulder-length black hair hurriedly walked off the campus of the University by twilight with only a bag of possessions in one hand, and in the other, a letter he intended to drop off at the post office on his way out. The hurriedly-penned letter w...
I was panting and straining and Grady was whispering to me, "Stay with it; you can take it. You are taking it. Doesn't that make you want to shoot higher than ever before?" He was crouched between my spread legs, holding one up and away from our bodies, my other leg running up his torso, the ankle hooked on his shoulder. His forehead was plastered to mine,...
"What's for dinner? Lamb chops, I hope. You do those so well." "Of course, if that's what you want, Ely. If that's what you want, than that's what we'll have." He's got no taste buds left, I think. What does he care if it's lamb, pork, or shit? Note to self—while I try to keep my voice from having the sarcastic edge Ely had complained about of late. Of cou...
This story takes place during the Winter of 1970. *** I suppose I should have felt guilty given the things that were going through my mind as I looked at my young guest sitting next to me on the couch, staring at the pornographic magazine in open-mouthed wonder, but I didn't. Young Preston Phillips III was the young fellow who, along with his mother had l...
When he first turned to face my direction in the shower, I was shocked! He was an average-sized guy, fit, slim, maybe 5'11" tall. His body was mostly hairless, his butt really small. But his flaccid penis, hanging loosely, well down between his thighs, was simply enormous, at least seven or eight inches long, probably more, and thick, with an especially plum...
Hi my name is Jon. I'm 18 of age and the oldest kid on my street. Not only that but my neighbors trust me so much that after a year and a half of living here that they let me baby sit for hours. A couple times even over night. Here lately the baby sitting has been a little rocky due to marriage troubles between Jean and Jason, the main couple I baby sit fo...
It was Friday evening, and Paul strutted into his favorite gay bar, The Purple Knight, moving easily in his red high-heeled pumps. He had no trouble walking in them, because he had gotten used to those shoes or others like them over the last few years. During week days, he wore what was called "office casual" at his job on the order desk of a high-tech manuf...
As I walked into the city on the main street, Damrak, leading directly from Amsterdam's central train station, I nervously fingered the folded e-mail I'd been carrying tucked in my wallet for the past month and a half. Damrak changed into Rokin, and at the end of canal off the Amstel River, I made a right onto Heiligeweg. I had thought of this possibility o...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story contains themes of bi-curiosity and same-sex sensuality. If you do not find such concepts enticing, scintillating or erotic, well then don't read it. If you are interested, read on! And if you enjoy it please take a moment to rate it, even if you need to come back later, when you can think straight. * I crunched my way up the sno...
I arrive at your house around 11pm. I have taken a big Viagra about an hour ago as well as a lot of amps. My cock is rock hard and I know there is no way to take off the tight steel cock-ring until after I have cum, and to do that I must first submit to you and do all the dirty things I know you like. I put on my mask which is a simple black hood with hole...