I let him buy me a drink at the beach bar—and then another and another—because he had those big tuffs of hair in his pits. I found that intriguing—and arousing. He was a good-looking guy, probably a stevedore or something on vacation, because he was built solid like a tank. But he was also virtually hairless everywhere else I could see, including billiard cu...
It was going to be his last night in Colorado for awhile. His head distant from the quantity of beer, weed, and tobacco he'd consumed that night, Jon looked at the aspens growing on the hill across the road from the cabin deck. The skinny trees looked like a choir of old men in the starlight. He wondered what they would sing, if they could. "You all right,...
"Joash, I love you," Cernunnos said to his bald red-bearded lover. The fire god reached up and grabbed him. He rolled his naked muscled body on top of him, and pinned him to the moss-covered ground. Joash bent down and ran his tongue over the forest god's ear and down his neck. He moved a hand up to the top of forest god's hairy chest. "Cern, I just love yo...
This story is a very over the top work of fantasy, and it contains extreme humiliation, ws, unsafe sex practices. Please don't read if it's not your cup of tea. ***** The next few days I struggled to return to normalcy. I tried to focus on work. Went to the gym. I got a new phone, ordered a new credit card. But it was impossible to not think about what Mel...
Following our Sunday afternoon session - big, burly, hairy man-next-door Clive and I - we composed ourselves and awaited the arrival of his friends. As we ate ham sandwiches and drank tea, Clive began to set the scene. "So there's Harry and Bruce. Harry's a bank manager, tall, thick-set, smooth skin. Quite dominant when he gets going. Bruce is short and chu...
I grew up in a Pentecostal family in Holland, but deled in silence with liking men. I get married with a woman and to my sadness after seven years I got divorced. Though I had not gone to church for a while, I started to go to one, in Amsterdam. I was already in my thirties. I did a bit of work out, but was too tiny to my taste. I liked to meet other people....
Sarah and I had met Stuart online. He was 42, 10 years older than us. In the sixth months that we had been together, Sarah and I had enjoyed a MMF threesome with a mutual friend twice before, but it been a more conventional affair, both of us giving Sarah all of our attention, careful to avoid crossing swords. Sarah and I were both curious about trying somet...
As I sat in the sauna at the gym and felt the sweat begin to pour out of me, I tried my best to keep my eyes closed, or at least not stare straight ahead at the man who was sitting across from me, but I wasn't doing a good job of it. Maybe if the man kept his towel around himself like I did, it would have been easier not to look, although in my 18th summer...
Thank you for your wonderful response to my first two stories. "Looking for Mr. Wells" and "My Cross Country Adventure". This story finds me getting involved in another unusual relationship, this time with an older gentlemen. * Chapter 1. Locker room flirting. It was all I could do to keep from getting aroused in an obvious way. I was already plenty excit...
When our family bought the house, we knew what we were getting into. The place was a bargain but it was old and it needed a lot of renovating. My parents were sure they could make a nice place out of it though. They saw it as an investment. That's why the house was in constant state of reconstruction for the past year. Eventually, my siblings and I got used...