It all started when I caught Jay, watching us go at it in Eric's room. I guess Jay had just come home and we left the door open. With Eric's head bobbing over my dick, I said, "Shit Jay! Do you need something?" He shook his head, "Um no...just walking...down the hall...wondering if you guys wanted to hang out. Sorry dude...I'll come back when you're done."...
*Tres leches (three-milk) cake, for those who might be unfamiliar with Mexican cuisine, is a traditional Mexican/South American dessert, consisting of a sponge or other firm yellow cake that is soaked after baking with a mixture of evaporated milk, condensed milk, and heavy cream, then chilled. In some versions the third milk is coconut milk. The finished ca...
"I met a lot of interesting people while at college. Smart, stupid, fun, quiet, basically a lot like High School. The professors were even that way too! I remember one of them was so attractive, I couldn't keep my eyes off him!" Jay speaks happily. "Wait, I thought you weren't gay?" John says, lifting an eyebrow and putting down his coffee. "Oh. I forgot a...
Groaning, Jay got up from my bed and rolled to the side to look at the alarm clock. The Digital clock showed that it was six in the evening his stomach groaned in hunger. He looked at his body and found it fully clothed. Walking downstairs he heard his parents laugh at something and he scrunched up his forehead in confusion. "Hey Mom. What's for-." He sto...
The August heat was getting to him, so was his loneliness. Throwing on a t-shirt and grabbing his running shoes, Jay closed the sliding door behind him. Starting down the familiar pathway he admired the sun as it began to set. He loved his evening walks, the same route every night didn't bother him, in fact he enjoyed the routine. Now however, he walked alo...
Steve was in trouble. He knew this. He had known this before he was sent to sit in the corner, and before he was pushed over to the foot of the bed, beside one of the floor-to-ceiling posts that made the bed such a useful place for situations like this one. He had known he was in trouble, in fact, long before Jay had tied his wrists together around the bedpo...
To all of my friends and fans, I apologize for being absent so long, but I've been in the process of completely re-writing The Long Road, implementing a number of suggestions I received via feedback from you. There is more background story and character development as you will discover in this and subsequent submissions. The Long Road, from beginning to en...
I woke up quietly to the soothing feeling of a soft back massage. Large strong fingers kneading my stiff shoulders and neck. The masseur must have felt me stir because the massaging slowed and I felt warm breath on my neck. "Good morning, stud" was whispered in my ear. Suddenly flashes of last night started rushing through my brain. A run-away river of ima...
Average morning routine, Jay is simply sitting down at his kitchen table, having a cup of simple milk. He hears a horn outside of his apartment. He opens his front door, to see a gray car. Rolling the window down, he sees John. "Get in!" he yells from the car. Jay quickly gathers his things, and locks up his apartment. He then jumps into the car. "You didn...
It happened again last night. Carol had brought her two boyfriends home with her. Ian and Jay, both at nineteen years of age, became the hot topic in her bedroom. The three of them experienced a repeat of their most intimate encounter. Carol had known both of these young men since February, and now she didn't have any regrets. Their current relationship prog...