*Author's Note: I wanted to tell this chapter from both perspectives. I tried to make the POV change as painless as possible. Please let me know what you think.* Chapter 4: Relocated Bobby filled my thoughts as I put my clothes in my dresser. I had been with Bobby everyday over the past few months and it felt like a piece of me left when he rode back home...
(Written for specific fetish request by SA) "The Hamiltons have asked whether you can go to Lexington with Mr. Hamilton for the Dressage at Lexington competitions in July, Santo. You'd be his groom for the three days there, and if you worked out well, you could stay on helping them here at Ash Creek Farms for the rest of the summer before you go back to s...
After graduation, and a bit of traveling, I started working in sales in the local offices of a national sporting goods company. As per the usual rights of passage, I started in a sales support position, and had to work my way up to the point where I was managing my own territory. For 3yrs now, I had been working my butt off! Arriving early, leaving late, and...
It was late November in the school year, right before Thanksgiving weekend, and I walked down the hallway to my last period of the day after lunch, it was P.E, of course, and it was actually one of my favorite classes for a reason. I was a senior in high school. I was never a small student for their my age though; I was 18 years old, 6'2", 250 pounds, with s...
I took his cum on my cheek, wiped it off with a Kleenex from my jeans pocket, and stood up from the park bench, ready to move on after he paid me. Instead he motioned me to sit on the bench beside him and, after passing me the two tens he'd had folded in the palm of one of his hands, stuffed his cock back inside his trousers fly and zipped himself up. He put...
Chapter 5: Something More Thursday at lunch Rob told me he saw my relay race. “You did awesome Bobby, I didn’t think you were going to catch him, but you just put it another gear and ran by the guy.” I nodded modestly, “thanks man, I wasn’t sure I could catch him either. I hope you didn’t get in too much trouble watching the race.” His face got shy an...
K. Nitsua. Copyright 2008 by the author. Author's note: As with "A Lot in Common Underneath," this story is based on an anonymous reminiscence I found posted to the Net. Again my thanks to the original author. This is a true story that happened many years ago. It was an extremely hot July day in Texas, and I was off work. My other half didn't have the sam...
This is a story of married men having gay sex and it's pure fiction. If you are offended by this kind of story, read something else. Any inference to actual people is purely coincidence. Since this is not reality, safe sex isn't practiced. In real life, always use condoms and practice safe sex. ***** Here I was on my knees, with hard cocks pressed against...
Mikey, a studly 18-year old finds himself intimate for the first time with Mike, his namesake 24-year old uncle whom he's idolized all his life during a cross-country drive. Steve is the 20-year old collegiate gymnast who hitches a ride with them. Steve had emptied out his backpack and put in a clean tee shirt and shorts, his little toilet kit, and he was r...
They stood at the back of the boat next to each other smiling and laughing, Lyle was a footballer type with his local rovers jacket on, he played for them and was actually a real asset to the team, he was considered by all of his colleagues to be one of the main men and an essential goal scorer in any match. He was slim but obviously highly athletic and ton...