Please go easy, this is my first submission and I apologise if anyone finds the story not grammatically correct or full of errors. I have tried to recreate the passion in a story that we enjoyed that afternoon, together. Feedback is very welcome. *** So my love of golf had begun many years ago and I played regularly. I was a good player and enjoyed the s...
The cold late October wind had thoroughly chilled both Eric and Jeffrey as they finished their round of golf at the neighborhood course. It was only noon but both men were die-hard golfers and had no problem starting early. Jeffrey, a tall thin man in his early seventies with bright blue eyes who still retained a nice head of white hair, was a retired wido...
I was nothing if not persistent, so I went back to my research. This time I researched everyone in the mayor's office until I discovered that the mayor's deputy chief of staff was a member of Donatien's coven. All right, I thought, I'll just look for someone in that office that trumps his influence. And it wasn't long before I did. I was just about to get i...
This story is loosely based on some real experiences I had in Western Australia in the period 1977 to 1981. I say 'loosely' because time has blurred my memory, but it's essentially all true though the chronology may be a bit out of order. In late 1977 I moved from rural North Queensland to Perth in Western Australia. Its a very isolated place, thousands of...
This is the 10th in a series. "Samantha" was the 3rd chapter and "Donnie" was the 4th. I regret that my inconsistent use of titles prevents Lit from properly displaying the series. [Writers love feedback. Please comment on and rate this story. About 99 readers out of 100 do *NOT* bother to do either. Comments help authors improve their writing; star rating...
After their first playtime together (see A New Old Friend, Ch. 01) which ended with Jeffrey giving his bound and gagged friend a wonderful, slow hand job, Eric and Jeffrey began to play together on a regular basis. As with the first time, it was usually after golf at Jeffrey's house. The two men also e-mailed each other frequently, sharing bondage pictures,...
I decided there were just two degrees of separation between us. Pamela and Judith had been college roommates at Sweetbriar, and Judith was Rene's trophy wife, and I think behind my back the cynics described me as Pamela's bought joy stick. That put the age spread between Rene and me at about twenty years—maybe more. But he was so distinguished and suave that...
My anal story begins with me joining a website for mature bisexual and gay men. At first I was only interested in meeting men for mutual cocksucking, but it intensified to more. First some background on me. I'm a married senior citizen whose wife had always refused to suck my cock. By means of the internet I was able to find guys willing to suck my cock, wh...
Jason had left my house, and a very special gift for me to remember him by. Although his stinky underwear and socks were sufficient, he left his phone number as well. This meant that he wanted to see me again. And of course I wanted to see him. I quickly picked up my phone and entered in his number. I texted him: Me: Jason. Hey! It's me, Cody. He didn'...
Once the unemployment checks began arriving on a weekly basis I was able to budget my finances accordingly. I wasn't thrilled with my calculations. No more steak dinners at nice restaurants; no more bar-hopping 3-4 nights a week, and no more golf. That one hurt – I love to play golf. What I could afford didn't excite me either: cheap fast food; top ramen no...