Here's the next chapter. It's a bit longer than I would have liked, but there were plot bits I had to get in. I hope that the melodrama isn't too high... * "Fuck Neill, fuck Liam," ran through my mind as my car sped through town. "I don't need this shit. I don't mean anything? Fuck him then." I was angry and sad at the same time, and it took about fifteen...
Brock Barry Peterson was the handsomest man I had ever seen. He was over six feet tall and had smooth clear skin, blue blue eyes and white white wavy hair. He was always impeccably dressed in expensive well-tailored suits, crisp ironed shirts, and tastefully colored ties. He wore a special cologne. I don't know what it was, but it was heady. Sitting across f...
* This is a fantasy of mine; no more, no less. Please don't leave negative feedback if you're surprised that it's male-on-male sex. What a trip. It's been seven days since I've been on the road already and I've had car trouble in two states, and now this. Who knew that taking this job as a sales rep would be such an adventure. I guess, with the money tha...
I showed up at your office late in the afternoon when nobody else was around to notice me come in. We've got to be on the road in 15 minutes to make the lecture we'll attend this evening. You ask if anyone saw me come into the office and I say "no." The bulge in your pants looks agonizing to endure unrelieved. Obviously you have been reading my notes over th...
After shutting down the website, Derek shifted his plans for me to ultimately make even more money off me and eventually get me out of his life. I cleaned up after all the porn shoots and have to admit, I looked damn hot with my piercings, fake tits and tattoos. Derek had a brother in prison who lead a powerful gang, and decided that I should be a gang mem...
It was a hot Saturday night in the summer of 1971 and the bathhouse was throbbing. A guy I knew from school at San Francisco State, had suggested the visit after we'd struck out with a couple of secretaries at Perry's Bar on Union Street. They'd teased us right up until closing time, then given us the slip. We found ourselves on the sidewalk as the bar close...
This is fiction based on fantasy involving a married couple and the husband's desire for gay sex. If this upsets you, please don't bother reading it. Thanks for any comments. ***** My wife and I were on vacation, spending some time in Portland, Oregon. When we are away from home like that, we like to do things we would shy away from in our home town. In...
This is a work of fiction. It all started with a very simple swipe right one night on an app as I have been contemplating my first attempt to find an actual relationship with another guy. I am 54 and a white collar professional pretty much seeking someone in the same demographic as I am. He doesn't have to be gay, but hoping that he has enough experience wi...
The phone rang: Frank hit the pause button on the game then, glad of the interruption as his best friend Joe was wiping the floor with him at fifA2005, hit the speaker button on the phone, laughing away his friends protests. Both were soon stunned into silence by the visceral noises that filled the living room. "What the hell is that?" Joe whispered. "Hel...
My new neighbour had really caught my eye. He was in his 50s, tall with a slim build, and grey hair. He had only been my neighbour for about a month, I had hardly seen him, but when I did I felt my cock get hard. I really fancied him and knew I wanted him to fuck me, the thought of feeling him inside me turned me in so much. A few more weeks went by, it was...