"Pretty hot work." "You can say that again, sir. And that's a pretty hot car you got there." "Thanks. I'm addicted to Corvettes." "What year?" "This year. I usually trade up every other year." "Shit, man. That's beyond my imagination. Oh, sorry for the 'shit.' We were told not to curse around the motorists." "No problem. It's a fuckin' good set of whee...
1 I never expected to end up in this position. Cold, alone, desperate, I huddle beneath the overpass and try not to think of the things my parents had said no more than three hours beforehand. You're gay? they'd asked, then repeated it by saying, You're GAY? I'd wanted it all out in the open, so I could finally stop hiding from not only myself, but the...
"Damn it, interact." "What's the matter?" Maddie asked, plopping himself down beside his boss, the producer of the gay male social media service "HookUp," Stan Cross, who was seating in Dodger's Stadium during a Los Angeles Dodger's baseball game with the visiting St. Louis Cardinals. Stan had a pair of binoculars, trained on the stands across the field, pr...
Scott Monroe reeled out of the summerhouse at the back of the mansion property on Edgehill Road in the exclusive Westover Hills section of Wilmington, Delaware. Behind him, still reclining on a bench nailed to the wall around the inner rail of the summerhouse, lay Lani Lamotte, tennis skirt bunched up around her waist, panties on the wooden boards of the str...
A few months later Steve was given a new gig. He would be away for a couple of months. I couldn't believe it was happening again. He again promised to send me on a regular basis the love packets like before. This was a reasonable substitute, as I treasure Steve's cum above all else. However, even if I could eat his cum out of a box, or whatever other device...
It brought it all back to me but I never guessed anything like this would happen. Anyway you may have read Carl's first hand account of being caught with his pants down. Yea and that's an understatement. Anyway it was two years since I went on that biking holiday with Bobby and I had almost given up ever being able to fulfil what began that evening in the y...
This is a work of fiction. All persons are intended to be age 18 and above. ***** Sooner or later, if you drive often enough, you will climb into your car one morning, put the fob near the ignition, press the button and ... ... nothing. You try it again. Nothing. Then again. Maybe the battery in the fob has gone dead. The car still won't start. You stare...
Thank you to all the feedback from Chapter 1. This is a long story and although I am a short story writer, erotica is something new to me. Thank you for your patience and I hope you enjoy the exciting world of Wolvren. I am planning to release a new chapter every few weeks. If you are looking for quick sex, then this is definitely not for you. All disclaimer...
My disclaimer: This story is male-male in nature and involves forced sex, spanking, and pissing. If you're not interested in that, please don't leave negative feedback. Enjoy. It was a brutally hot and humid day in the Midwest; a typical summer. I wanted to take advantage of the nice weather and wash my car. It's been a couple of weeks of relentless rain...
Well I always loved high performance cars and have owned once most of my life. I am not one to really get out and race but it is nice to know that I have the power when I need it. So on this beautiful hot summer’s day I decided to take my cougar out for a road trip to nowhere. I hit the highway and head out of the city keeping it just about 10 – 15 miles abo...