Obligitory Disclaimer: Gay sex, over 18, blah blah, yada yada, you know the drill. This is yet another installment involving Doug from Subway Angel and Tomcats. It's a standalone if you haven't read those yet, so don't worry. I originally wrote this for a friend, which is where I got the name "Patch", (It's an old style nickname for "Peter", much like "Dick"...
Ever since I saw my first Monday Night Football game when I was ten years old, I have been an obsessed football fan. And during football season, my Sunday afternoons are spent at the local sports bar – cheering and screaming with everyone else. This is certainly a typical Sunday afternoon for most heterosexual American men, and in many ways I am a typical g...
The summer after graduating from high school was a time for me to recuperate before embarking on a course of study at the university, so I was taking it easy and therefore I was wont to spend long days at my female friend's house. She and I had sexual relations during that time, devoid however of the commitments that define a true relationship. I guess you c...
Chapter 3 'Was it a dream?' Thanael cupping my face, both of us gazing into each other's eyes... 'Was it a fucking dream?' The past unravelling into the present... and the future tastes more uncertain this morning. This is not just about having the possibility of living out of love or desiring for forgiveness from the man whose heart I tore up to piece...
Years passed Daniel and I played often, I sometimes came home to him naked in my kitchen or bedroom, he spent many nights in my arms, my cock lodged deep in his bowels, I must have shot gallons of cum into that boy. Daniel was offered a transfer he would be the head of his division, in a city on the other side of the country, he was both thrilled, and sad at...
That weekend was full of more male nudity than I'd ever seen in my life. We went without a stitch of clothing morning, noon, and night. But the more time went on, the more comfortable I got with it. By Sunday evening, I'd spent so much time with the other pledges that I'd practically memorized every inch of their bodies. Brody had a scar from where he'd go...
A recent event reminded me of this story from a few years ago. Thought I'd share. During my early years, I did the usual playing and experimenting. When I was in my early 20's I was in love with pussy, but found myself thinking about men from time to time. My thoughts were not "romantic" but purely sexual and physical. Eventually I found myself looking at...
During the midst of the crash of the economy, my world was quickly falling apart. I had took a risk with a career change and after only one year I found myself out of a job. What was I going to do? I hoped what my past would help me in my future. I grew up building houses and learning the craft of being a handyman. I had skills, so why not use them. The mone...
Sitting at the table, watching the rain outside, her fingers absently tracing the low "v" neck in the purple satin blouse she was wearing. It was a habit that she never realized she had until recently. The soft feel of the satin, against her warm skin, her nails trailing lightly beside it into the beginnings of her ample cleavage. She was debating on going b...
Many thanks to my excellent editor, LarryInSeattle, for helping my words flow! + + + In the three months since my best friend last visited, we never mentioned what happened between us when we spoke on the phone. Things seemed just like they had always been, but I knew that I hadn't just imagined kneeling on the floor in front of the sofa and sucking hot cu...