As a forty year old single father I had gotten used to a quiet life. Everyday went the same way, like clockwork. I woke up at 7 am, took my morning shower, got dressed, cooked breakfast, got my son ready for school, worked my 9-5 office job, cooked dinner and was in bed by 10 pm most nights. I absolutely never expected that I would be sitting up at 3am on a...
This story takes place during the Winter of 1970. *** I suppose I should have felt guilty given the things that were going through my mind as I looked at my young guest sitting next to me on the couch, staring at the pornographic magazine in open-mouthed wonder, but I didn't. Young Preston Phillips III was the young fellow who, along with his mother had l...
NOTE: All characters in this story are fictional but above the age of 18. This story involves consensual sex between adult men with age gaps, verbal degradation and exhibitionism. This story features characters from my other story Daddy Swaps His Boy, however, it is set before that story and you do not need to read that to understand this. Enjoy. * I wat...
It was the second night of Pride in Orlando, and I was at the pool party that was happening at my hotel. The music was thumping so loud that I could feel the bass in my chest. All around me were some of the hottest men I've ever seen wearing next to nothing. I wasn't wearing anything but skimpy swim trunks I found online myself. Beach balls were flying throu...
********** I had just walked out of the showers and was standing in front of my locker. I looked down at my cock, no surprise that I was hard and pointing straight up to the ceiling. I sighed; this was getting a bit ridiculous. I quickly put on a pair of boxer briefs and pulled on some cargo shorts then adjusted my cock, making me groan out loud. "Got a p...
Author's Note: This is either a tentacle story in the gay section or a gay story in the nonhuman section. To write I used a talk to text program that isn't always accurate. If you like my work, please consider helping me edit so I can publish the dozens of backlogged stories in this series. World War T is a series of independent, vaguely interconnected stor...
College was great! High school sucked. And Sam was glad to leave it behind. He had been an awkward boy in high school. Short and skinny - only five-six and a hundred ten pounds - and pimply-faced, he had never been able to attract the hot girls that the jocks were able to get. But things began to change when he hit his eighteenth birthday shortly after gradu...
Prelude A soft, warm breeze blew in through the open veranda doors, causing the sheer curtains to billow into the room like puffy white clouds in the twilight. The breeze made me shudder as it caressed the thin film of sweat that coated my body. The movement of my body made Ben stir a bit against me. I was still impaled upon his cock. It had started going f...
I am an eighteen years old, young man. I am 6.1" tall and a bit muscular, with a nice, big ass. I go to a school in L.A, where I live since 7 years. I really like all of the teachers, even tho I like the male ones a bit more. My math teacher, the teacher I like the most is a bit smaller than me but looks very, very fit and his bulge in his pants look re...
"...and furthermore, due to the sales decline in the last quarter, we will have to resort to some budget cuts. Mr. Cooper has some inputs on the matter..." Yeah, I bet he has some inputs on the matter. He could yank down my pants, bend me over the closest chair and give me one or two inputs any time of the day, that handsome old bear. I closed my eyes and...