It had been a hot and dusty ride from Kansas into Colorado en route to my new posting as the postal agent and sutler at Fort Hayden. I'd ridden all day with the Rocky Mountains tantalizingly near without having reached the river they told me was still more than a day's ride out from the fort. I now saw the river ahead, cool and inviting, but I knew I wasn't...
This is the fourth and final chapter. You should read the others first. This chapter contains a scene of incest between two adults. [Writers love feedback. Please comment on and rate this story. About 99 readers out of 100 do *NOT* bother to do either. Comments help me improve my writing; ratings help other readers find what they most will enjoy reading. Ra...
Steve lay on his back with his legs in the air. He was alone in his flat. The air was perfumed by a lavender massage oil which he had smeared around and in his anus. In his hand now was a saucepan. He wanted to see whether his arse could cope with a sizeable penis. He had done this with candles, but he hoped to land a guy with a bit more than that. The sauce...
When I was a young, naive, immature man or maybe I should say boy, I was engaged to be married to a very beautiful, sexual, voluptuous, full figured girl. She had full puffy lips, large rounded breasts, curvy hips with full rounded buttocks. I introduced her to my boss. He was an old wise man and she must have made an impression on him because a couple of da...
Derek wasn't sure about this. He had been having fantasies about getting buggered, but now that he was in a situation where he felt he might really make it happen, he was less sure. Mandra was a good looking man all right; short and stocky but solid, strong and hairy. And Asian, which was the clincher in Derek's book. Well, he was almost bound to be Asian,...
[This is a completed five-chapter GM novella that will complete posting by mid-July 2019.] *** I now understand that my subconscious was miles ahead of my "surface" brain on knowing what I wanted. Male models apparently are as justly characterized as thick brained as female models are reputed to be. I suppose I was more narcissistic in my youth and early a...
In more recent years I look back on my mid-1970s (and then again early 1980s) Bangkok adventure and just shake my head, wondering what we were thinking we were doing then and how shallow we must have been to be so totally focused on beautiful bodies and the striving for perpetual orgasm. I think that for most of those I played with for two-and-a-half years...
After my first encounter with Raj in his flat above the shop at lunchtime I was very eager for more. I didn't know why this ordinary, short, stocky guy turned me on so much, and although I knew the fact that he was Asian and hairy had something to do with it, surely that couldn't be all? In order to find out, I would have to have sex with other guys of that...
The following is a first time gay tale that grew out of the dark place in my mind. My stories tend to have a cuckold theme. Most cuckold fantasies have a bisexual element. This is no exception, but it crosses a line. It's not uncommon for cuckolds to question their sexuality. As a mental exercise, I've looked at another man in the gym, wondering if I could...
There were not many jobs around in Birmingham at that time and certainly nothing in my usual line: stationery sales. Yes, selling paper and files and marker pens. Don't laugh: somebody's got to do it. And I knew my stuff, I tell you. But no, nothing around, so I looked at the wider area of sales. If you're a salesman you can sell anything. You've just got t...