My eyes slowly opened, with the morning light pouring in and feeling like sharp needles sticking into my eyeballs. "Oh, my head." Did anyone get the number of the truck that ran over me? I heard a groan and felt movement next to me, "Where the fuck am I, and who the... is that?" A small feeling of fear and dread gripped me for a moment, my heart pumping...
Chapter Fourteen - When it cums to gay sex, boys will be boys I was about to yell out and call for reinforcements but, for some reason I just turned my head instead and looked in the living room. Ready to call in the reserves for them to get in there and give Kathleen a good fuck, while hoping that between the five of us we could make her climax, I was loo...
Elizabeth was a tall, thick corn-fed Iowa farm girl. She had short blonde hair, big pale blue eyes and a warm inviting smile. Her body was thick and strong with broad shoulders, full hips and modest b cup breasts. She was a prim and proper preacher's wife with a dark secret. No one in the congregation knew what she and her preacher husband did behind closed...
That Saturday evening in late November on the occasion of my 25th high school reunion I expected to have a good time chatting with old friends, many of whom I had not seen in 25 years. Lynn Millan, a petite blond who had been my first ever date, had contacted me with a beautifully written invitation. It did not surprise me that the girl who had served two ye...
Andrew Baxter had known he was gay since he was 15 years old. Earlier, he thought it was just a phase that all guys go through before turning their attention towards girls. However, by the time he was fourteen, he found himself staring more and more at guys, especially the ones with well-defined bodies. Guys gave him a very weird, yet extremely enjoyable f...
The bodybuilder toweled himself off and posed to admire himself in the mirror in the locker room before dressing. He was one ripped dude; hard as steel everywhere. So hard that his veins had nowhere to go other than to pop out on his body and flow across it. He liked that. All men of steel had that. He'd worked hard to get here. And he hadn't gone the easy r...
The young, drunk construction worker staggered out of the Bourbon Street pool hall at three in the morning, assured that the resilience of his strong body would permit him to be walking the high beam at the construction site by seven, with only a couple of hours of sleep. He headed east on Bourbon and used Urselines to drop down to Chartres, where strong han...
Relief poured over me along with Don's semen that was bathing my insides. I thought I had survived the ritual. That it was all over now, that it would all get better. But nothing was happening. Well, nothing beyond the master satyr pulling out of me and marching around the circle, waving his still-engorged dong and exhibiting the mixture of his semen and my...
Later in the evening the two men were lying side by side on the bed. They were resting after their sex in the shower and the room was darker now; the light coming through the window was very faint. Rob was watching "Wheel of Fortune" on TV with the sound turned off and Alex was watching Rob, observing with fascination how long his eyelashes were. The heater...
It was the spring of the year that I turned eighteen when my father changed jobs and I moved with my family to a different town. I wouldn't have minded the move so much, but I was into swimming. I had been swimming since I was eight, and it was my life. Swimming was big in this town too, but the town was not equipped like the one we moved from. So in order...