AUTHOR'S NOTE: While each chapter is a story in its own right, you will probably enjoy this story much more if you have already read the series Chris Donaldson, as well as Chapters 1-5 of Mr. One Fifty-Eight. The characters' back stories are revealed there. All characters depicted in this story are over 18. ***** A gif of a young guy sucking a large cock...
John was having the time of his life. He had just turned 18 and he had a job at a local gym, earning some extra money before college started. He had free use of all the equipment, could use the pool, and the job he had wasn't very hard at all. He was off today, and had came to the gym to work out. After a hard workout he headed to the showers. He entered th...
Bob watched his wife Jackie pull on her satin panties, the smooth fabric tightening over the curve of her hips and pulled taut over the globes of her ass cheeks. His cock, still slick from their morning in bed, pulsed back to life. She turned and smiled at him, her pouty lips drawn up under her aquiline nose, her tousled blonde hair, curling over her shoulde...
My first story, so feedback appreciated. * I've recently moved to a small town. Previously, I was living in London, just about making ends meet, but a new job application, 2 interviews later and I've found myself here, just shy of Swansea. I've been here 2 months now, and so far, it's even quieter than I could of possibly imagined, there's no gay bar in...
I decided to get serious and sign up at a local gym. It wasn't that I was fat, but I wanted to get a toned look. I hadn't been in a gym in years. I was almost overwhelmed the first day I showed up. All these guys all pumped up made me feel inadequate. I had a workout regimen I was going to follow and it took me about forty-five minutes to complete. I finishe...
There's a reason I hit the gym at night. I hate people. The polite greetings, the small talk, the grunts of jocks doing pull-ups, women and men chattering in their headsets. They give me a headache. Worse, they make me feel abnormal for not participating. You'd think spending my days alone in my home office, cut off from human interaction, would be enough t...
In the light of day, I couldn't believe what had happened. I'd let an old friend back into my life and he immediately turned it into an opportunity to mess with my mind, calling me a slut and getting me naked and making me grind on his thick, hefty cock. And then he left me high and dry! By the time I'd woken up the next morning - after stroking myself to...
Arthur was working out in the local YMCA gym. He had been lifting weights for months but no matter how hard he tried he couldn't build any real muscle. He had developed some nice little abs and some nice little delts and a nice little core and some nice little biceps. When he complained to his friends they couldn't understand it, he looked in shape to them....
My back hurt like hell. I had done something to it while doing crunches at the gym. It was just past midnight on what was now a Wednesday and I was one of the few at my twenty-four hour gym. I had become a regular at that hour because the only way I could sleep at night was to become completely exhausted. My wife had left me two months before for "a bigger...
In well funded, well organised prison systems, inmates are able to earn privileges by working in routine jobs such as cleaners, painters and other maintenance. In some institutions these can lead to vocational qualifications. Work in a prison such as this sometimes brings a small income, a hierarchical system other than that decided by the threat of physica...