Bill goes looking for escape and sexual relief. The sex is MM so I have elected to post it to the "Gay Male" category. Thanks to LarryInSeattle for his assistance with editing. Any remaining mistakes are ones I snuck past him. ------------ The place is deserted. The building is new, rebuilt after the last major storm. Building on a sandbar in the Atlant...
I had been invited to a 2 1/2 day medical symposium in Atlanta sponsored by a pharmaceutical company. I had looked forward to this meeting not only for the meeting content but to see colleagues that have mutual medical research interests. The meetings are well attended since new research findings are usually announced here before they are published in medica...
"Get on with your work," a chipper voice came from behind Riley, who sharply turned round to gaze up at the slender bodied young male that had stood behind him. He had a tidy mass of spiky platinum blond hair and small yet piercing emerald green eyes that met his bright blue orbs. "Y-you scared me." He breathed, relieved. "I couldn't do that to you now, co...
Riley had started to get very nervous around Ryan, ever since their small moment together in the toilets during break. He felt a hand on his shoulder, and he knew who it was. "You and Ryan were back late off your break." A stony voice warned him. "I-I know..." He tried to get on with his work, knowing that it wasn't working. "Didn't realise the time. Sorr...
On my knees in the steam room, taking two cocks at once, so turned on that even the lightest touch on my rigid length felt almost too tempting to keep from cumming. Mouth filled with two men's hard cock heads, getting off so good going down on two horny strangers. Savoring the sensation, sinking into a greedy state, knowing that neither of these sluts could...
The hunger for male flesh rises in me again. And I've got no choice but to go satisfy my cravings. My name is Jack Lemieux. A young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I'm originally from the City of Cap-Haitien in Northern Haiti but I've been in Canada for six years now. I attend Algonquin College in the town of N...
This is intended to be the first of a series of short stories inspired by explicit Victorian pornography photographs. This story includes intimate natural smells, mutual male sexual activity and an open approach to natural bodily functions - if any of this doesn't sound like it's for you, read no further. If this excites you, let me know what you think of my...
June 5th I like my job. I wouldn't say I love it. But I was getting sick of it. My boss was always ordering me around and I just can't help but complain. He would always give the shit jobs to me. While Mary was just signing three papers, Matthew was fucking writing up 4 legal agreements, making coffee, and making advertisements. Lets just sum it up with I...
I always had a teenage boy crush thing for this one mechanic who my Dad always went to. His garage was a couple of blocks away from where we lived in our small Canadian town (I grew up there and left for college when I was 21). He was in his late twenties and had dark hair. unshaven frequently and was kinda tall and lanky. Looking back now, he was pretty hom...
The song "Kisses Sweeter than Wine" sprang to my mind, because that was what his kisses were. As far as I could tell in the dimly lit Blue Moon resort hotel room in Las Vegas, he was a young hunk, no older than I was. Most of the men in the room were older, a few probably twice or more my age. None were complete throwaways, but he was prime among them. And h...