Poppa's Cub: Prologue Kyle sat on the edge of his best friend's bed. He was watching Roger pack his life up, into boxes. He stuffed books, drawings, childhood mementos, and sealed each one up with duct tape. He would stack the full boxes into a corner of the room and stopped to take a break. "So anyway," Roger said, "I want you to move in with me." "I c...
Chapter 1 Beads of sweat trickled down the back of Joshua's neck, as he bent over the pump, and ran onto his back and into the crevices of his spine. As he straightened up, out of the shadows, the roaring sun beat down on his slowly bare skin and he flinched as his arm brushed the boiling metal of the car. It was the beginning of summer and already the ann...
6th Street Early Saturday morning Steven rolls his wheelchair out of Stubbs and rolls down 6th street and heads to the warehouse district. He bought a condo in one of the renovated buildings a few years ago when it was the hipster thing to do. A quiet industrial place that gives him inspiration for working on his steam punk style art. As he goes into the b...
Over the pass 5 years I have developed this desire, no, this urge to have sex with a man. For the life of me I do not know why. I am as straight as they come. I have been married for 27 years and love women. In fact I am obsessed with breasts. But I can't seem to shake the desire to lay in bed with another man and play with his cock. The Internet has only...
"C'mon, I'm dying here," Chris pleaded. "I ain't had nothing but my hand for a week, dude." We were deep in the woods behind our subdivision, which we used as a shortcut to the shopping mall where we hung out. Chris was bitching the whole way about not getting laid lately and had suddenly stopped, pulled his dick out of his pants, and asked (BEGGED) me to s...
How it is that we eventually choose what we like is beyond me. There seems to be no rhyme or reason to the whole mess of being straight, bi or gay and add to that the subtle taste differences that come with those different varieties of connections. I might not know why I like what I like... but I know what I like and this is the story of Darnell. I was nine...
Just back from my freshman year of college, I come home to an empty house. My parents had been on an anniversary vacation I wasn't invited too. In college, I began to find myself. I started partying, working out, nailing girls left and right. I finally had confidence. My body was tall and slightly muscular. I had a decent set of abs and a nice patch of p...
We were having a new kitchen fitted, our plumber was a sweet old guy called Greg, whom my wife knew from some previous work she'd had done at her last place. He was around his mid 60s and very softly spoken. My wife was away for the week as part of a training course with her work. Greg was only needed for the first few days but I decided to work from home t...
This is my fist story so please tell me what you think. All the characters are part of my imagination. ~#~ Ryan looked up from his text book and groaned at the sight of his best friend. Yet again Miles, or Miley as he was known by some, was wearing nothing but a pair of tight, low cut, purple boxer briefs and looked completely beautiful. Ryan wasn't sure if...
This is a continuous story. In order to understand it fully it is best to read it in its entirety, starting with Chapter 01. The story so far: Josh had been doing research at the UT Medical in Galveston to perfect a cloning technique that would allow the transfer of the human consciousness into a cloned but not sentient body, effectively just a human shell....