My best friend John and I grew up together. We have known each other for 30 years. John is a straight 31 year old manly man, big and strong about 6 feet tall and weighs 250 lbs. He’s not all that good looking. I am also 31 years old, 6-3, 225 lbs, married and have never considered myself gay or bisexual. I have often fantasized about other men as most men do...
This particular evening I found myself alone again. You know that lonesome, I need to be with people feeling that you can only fully appreciate if you've ever been in a loving relationship and suddenly it's over, and you are truly alone. That deep longing for a touch, an acknowledgment of being wanted by somebody, at this point, anybody? Yeah, that feeling....
Danny was practically skipping around the house after he got the text from Cary. I'm leaving the office now, pup. Danny was ecstatic. His man, his boyfriend, his Dom, was finally coming home! Cary worked as a trucker, which meant that there would be some stretches of time where he was out doing his job. Danny hated it, hated the idea of being separated fr...
Nearly every college fraternity house on the North American continent has one. At some it's a cook or a cleaner or a coed at the college—or a townie slut from across the tracks. In some it's the cougar mother of a frat brother whose family lives in town and who only was rushed by the fraternity because his mother was half-decent looking and put out like a ra...
The Hitchhiker It had been snowing all day. A wet, heavy incessant snow that was covering everything including the highway. Combined with a wind-chill factor in the teens, Christopher was almost frozen stiff. He was elated when the huge semi pulled over to pick him up. He climbed up into the cab and smiled thankfully at the driver. "Thanks a lot mister. I...
During the summer of '82 I just turned 20 and lived right by the toll-way truck stop in a suburb of Chicago. I would frequent the truck stop restrooms and the drivers in their trucks on a fairly regular basis in the evenings when I was horny and in need of some cock. One warm summer evening I dressed in a pair of red flimsy running shorts, the kind that had...
The truck was parked in a quiet corner of the lot, behind the other rigs and without direct illumination from any street lamps. He turned the handle on the passenger side and, as promised, the door was unlocked. He opened the door to the cab and climbed up, shutting the door behind him. The cab of the truck was dark and warm, but stank of sweat, beer, cigar...
How I came to these circumstances is not germane to my tale. Suffice it to say, that at the age of retirement, I find myself on the road with no family, friends, or prospects and nothing but the clothes on my back and in my knapsack and $100 cash in my wallet. I got a lift to a large truck stop, where I hoped to find a ride out west. I was able to spring fo...
I was still thinking about that trucker I met at the sex shop. His fat cock had fit nicely in my tight little ass and I couldn't help but stroke my cock thinking about that nice load of cum he put inside of me. Little did I know it would be the first of many nice loads in my ass. He gave me his phone number before he left and told me to call him in a couple...
"What's good for the earth and all that." "I often wondered how that worked," the young man behind the counter of the diner just south of Santa Fe said. He was leaning over the counter, having delivered Andy's breakfast, but not all that anxious to move on. Andy was a real looker. A regular Paul Newman, but with more muscle. And the young man behind the cou...