Harry Bolton had been in Beirut about a year. He was one of the more noticeable gems in the motley collection of expatriates from this or that Western country who centered our lives on the American University of Beirut for a taste of the cultures we otherwise, and for different reasons, were escaping. He was an academic from a rather vague, but obviously wea...
It began in a basement room of the huge building that housed the Summit County Home, an aging, red brick fortress of a building that consisted of three floors over a full basement that was now used only to store miscellaneous items. The upper two floors of the building were used as housing for males and females who had been abandoned by their parents, often...
I woke up from my sleep, I could see the sun going through my blinds as I looked at the time, I remember talking to Trey about meeting him around noon, it was around nine. I got up from the bed heading to the bathroom, I didn't know where this meeting would lead me and Trey, I knew he had lots to do back home in Maryland; hopefully he would stay as much as h...
I'd fallen into house around 11 just after a late breakfast and helping out on the ward. My hours on the medical shift had decreased a lot after a situation with the doctor, and the riots due to heightened security. Units 14, 15, and 17 having been segregated, no longer had rec time together so that made for fewer fights. For a while, it seemed like I was do...
This is a work of fiction. It contains descriptions of graphic sex between men. The disclaimers apply: if you are too young or a repressive government does not permit you to read it, stop. You have been sternly admonished. All rights reserved. This is a continuing story from the "Beach Day" series. It is highly recommended to read those first to see how And...
I'm an average guy, average in build, looks, and height, so I'm not exactly proud of my body. On top of that, I'm incurably shy, which explains why I'm still a virgin at 25. But the one thing I am actually proud of is my cock. It's pretty big, if I do say so myself, and best of all, I've always been able to cum really hard--I'm talking distance, volume, and...
To say that I was in heat by the time my boyfriend Benny and I headed out for a Halloween party is an understatement, to say the least. What's worse, he knew that I was hornier than a proverbial toad, but for reasons that would only later become clear to me, he decided to make me hold off on getting some nookie. The aforementioned party was an annual shindi...
The hand on the back of my neck had an iron grip, and judging by the tone of the man it belonged to, he was pissed as he practically carried me across the bath house at Brown Tract Pond to the row of toilet stalls. After being dragged to the last stall, which was a handicapped stall with plenty of room, I got spun around and practically thrown against the s...
Chapter Seventeen - All That Matters Aron had made him walk into the house in nothing but his sneakers, commenting something on how nice he looked with jizz pouring down from his ass, and he had had to just take the guy's word for it. Now, under the hot spray of the shower, and Aron's wandering hands, he was starting to doubt whether the fact that he had g...
It had been a busy day at the cafe and I was finally at home. The weather was still quite warm and a sensuous easterly breeze was blowing through my hair. There was something about an easterly that left me wanting to run with my arms stretched wide, to lay on freshly washed sheets naked or to have some hot man run his hands all over my body until I explode l...