It was two years ago on a lovely June summers afternoon that I met up with Steven, we hadn't seen each other for about sixteen years when we had left school and like many of our friends had gone our own ways and lost touch with each other. Steven looked just as he had the last time I saw him, wavy dark brown hair with natural light streaks, clear skin and o...
I was putting the finishing touches on a website I developed for a multi-national corporation. I had spent the last year of my life on it and was pretty proud of it. I sat back in my chair and thought about the last year. It started with my divorce. I married right out of college, which was too soon and lasted only two years. I was bummed about it in the b...
With my work, I often travel to various Asian cities, mostly to Tokyo, Hong Kong, Singapore, Taipei, Bangkok, Manila, etc. where I get to explore some local delicacies. Mostly I hook up with guys on the Internet, they come to my room, and they cum on my face, and go. I don't need (or want) guys to do anything in return for me. I love it when they sit back a...
Create your very own Dream Boat!! Want them to be as young as yourself or older than you? No problem! Want them to be something _s t r a i g h t from your dirty fantasies? I got you!_ And maybe even start your own little family? Note* This is for the gayest of the gays, the sluttiest of the sluts! PLEASE SELECT YOUR ANSWER! DO YOU WANT YOUR CUSTOM DREAM BOA...
The following is a complete work of fiction. Any resemblance between the characters and any real life person is completely coincidental. Please do not copy or distribute the story without the author's permission. This is my first attempt at writing. I would appreciate feedback on what you think of the story, but please keep it constructive. I have a fragil...
Doorbell. I slid the chain off my door, clicked open the deadbolt, and opened my door. My jaw nearly dropped to the floor. A handsome hunk of a man stood on my welcome mat. His shoulders and biceps and pecs bulged under his t-shirt, straining at the seams. A thick fuzz of hair traveled along his bulging forearms to his giant, veiny hands, his thumbs in the...
I could hardly breath, his thick forearm, pressing hard on the back of my neck, driving my face into the sanitized cotton pillow at the hotel room near the airport. An inconspicuous place full of the unfaithful searching for anonymity, lust and release from the humdrum of their lives. Looking for the gratitude and love that was in short supply in a world too...
My lean, athletic frame reflected in the mirror and I admired the smooth, muscled physique. Running my hands over the skin, I flexed to feel the twitching under my touch. I always enjoyed my body...it was a tool...a toy...that gave me sexual pleasure and satisfaction. But more importantly, I was thinking about Eric and how he would kneel at my feet, sucking...
"Where did you get those? Those look fresh. You said that Cole didn't . . ." "No, it wasn't Cole. It's OK, it doesn't hurt much." Tab had called the bank and asked Ben Semple if he was interested in a nooner at the apartment. "Always," Ben had answered. "I'll be there in ten." Ben was already stripping his shirt off as he entered his apartment, and that'...
I woke up to a blow job. Brett was curled between my thighs groaning quietly around my half hard. I was tender. I pulled his head up and said, "Sorry, I need some rest...I'm a little tender..." He groaned again and I felt his massive erection on my hip when he settled next to me. I had to piss. I said so and got up. I looked at my phone it was 544. When I...