Jack Cranford himself picked me up at Denver International Airport in the Hunt's Ranch Range Rover for the nearly four-hour drive up into the Rockies to the northwest to the ranch. He had said it was no trouble because he had to meet the flight of another couple that would be lodging at the ranch. When we'd exchanged e-mails, he hadn't asked me why I was com...
(This is the continuing story of how Will and I became more than friends. It started with a four way jack off and blow job session after a day of hunting white tail deer. Then it was a mutual jack off session just between Will and I while the other two guys in the hunting party were also up to something across the hall. The story picks up on the next morning...
Hi I am a married 35 yr old male. I have a nice wife and 2 wonderful kids. My life is pretty good all in all. My best friend Stephen called me and asked me if I wanted to go deer hunting with him. He said we could sleep in his tent, and would probably be gone 3 days and 2 nights. I discussed it with my wife and she said I should go, I would probably have alo...
November, 1940, Country Estate of Roger Morris, York, England Lying on his back, legs bent and spread on the four-poster bed of newspaper mogul Roger Morris, Bryan Sinclair steeled himself to take the last, largest, of the graduated, tear-drop-shaped balls Morris was forcing into his ass. He'd had his eyes shut tight at the effort but opened them when the l...
Well I was living with my cousin in upstate Michigan, and was very bored, and tired of having so little to do. I knew I had been submissive all my life and used to always be the Indian in Cowboys and Indians so I could get stripped and tied up by the Cowboys and Cowgirls. The only thing to do around here, (I thought) was hunt deer in the fall, so there wer...
(It is now Sunday night. After a short night of sleep for everyone and after Vinnie Napoleon's departure and after an unsuccessful hunting day Will, Jeff, and Mike have decided to call it quits on hunting for the day. The men have just arrived back at the cabin.) Part of our mutual agreement for this hunting trip was taking turns cooking dinner. We drew str...
Jonathan Beckham has been my best friend since 3rd grade when my family moved into a house in a small neighborhood in a little town just outside of Tulsa, OK. He and I live about 6 blocks from each other and have biked or walked to each other's houses for years. Now we are both 18, finishing 12th grade. We both drive beater cars and work part-time jobs. This...
I had been perched on the back-rest of my favourite bench, at the top of the main trail leading to the central cruising area; it was the crossroads of my gay world, commanding a view of four of the five trails that led to Sodom and Gomorrah. The moment I saw him coming from the parking area, I knew he was quite young; I'd cruised the park long enough that I...
The day started out in the upper-70s and the temperature hasn't even started to rise yet. It's going to be a very hot day, in more way than one. My wife's sister married a manly-man, a former hockey player and party boy. A day laborer named Chuck. He's never held a job for long and he seems to do the same thing with women. He was caught cheating on my wife...
(This is the continuing story of three hunting buddies at a cabin, far removed from wives and other stabilizing influences. You just never know what can happen when guys get together. Hope you enjoy this chapter.) * We were up early on Monday morning and in place by sunup. Being that it was so early and everything, we had all we could do just to stumble ar...