Sixty two year old Wallace Stone wasn't from Saratoga Springs, he was just passing through on business. When after dinner he walked through the park and stopped near the little stage where an angry young man was singing angry songs, mercifully without benefit of amplification. Most of the couple dozen or so folks who were around the performer listening didn...
Spencer was bored. He never thought of himself as grown up, but he realized he exercised, he was another boring adult. He always pictured himself to be at that loose and wild college lifestyle for more years to come, but now he realized it was a friday night, his wife was out of town, and he was bored to tears. None of his friends wanted to go out and binge...
"Pssst! Paul!" I heard the hiss above the roar of my little shower cubicle in the dorms. I paused from one of the near constant adjustments I was making to the temperature of the water and opened the curtain just enough to peek out. I could only see Jason's face peeking from his own shower across from mine. "What?" "Do you see anybody?" He half whispered,...
I arrive at your house just after dark, and I walk to your front door. I remove my shirt, then my pants, leaving me naked except for the tight hood on my head and the tight silky shorts that let my ass show out the bottom. I knock on your door and bow my head. I've been thinking about the boy in your place. When I left a few days ago, you told me that you w...
Mark was the picturesque example of a family man. Good father of two teens, a hardworking provider and faithful husband of 22 years. He never cheated on his wife once although he had his opportunities. Although he was a handsome man and in great physical shape for a 41-year-old, he never once went behind his wife's back although he had been propositioned a c...
Just a little background on where this story comes from. My boyfriend and I like to tell each other stories about fantasies and experiences from our lives and masturbate together. This was his turn. I had asked him to recount his first experience with guy; something that we had never discussed. We sat at opposite ends of the sofa, facing one another and got...
I couldn't remember how I got there. I couldn't remember a thing leading up to the moment I lowered my hips downward, and felt the thickness prying my asshole open wide and easing up into me. I had no idea how I had come to be dropping my ass down the long, thick length of my Algebra instructor's cock. My mind whirled and I could recognize my own moans, a m...
This work is copywrited and is property of the author. If gay stories offend you or if they are illegal in your area, leave. Any resemblance to any people alive or dead, or any event is purely coincidental. My neediness knows no bounds; I require constructive feedback. Feedback I say! Chapter 5 He was a moron. More-on. Moh-ah-ron. His grandpa could get abo...
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Cory Taylor opened the door of the men's locker rooms at Richmond Rugby Club and stepped inside. The familiar smell of sweat and urine drifted up his nostrils as he placed a bucket of cleaning supplies on the floor. It was his job to give the changing rooms a quick scrub down after every practice to make sure the facilities were up to standard. Cory's father...