Jay had found out on the bus ride to the hotel that he was rooming with Nathan and he was excited about the idea. Being new to the team, Jay didn't know too many of the players, but he had already chosen the ones he'd like to get to know a little better. Nathan was tall and slim but with nice broad shoulders. He had mousy brown hair and deep brown eyes that...
Jay had found out on the bus ride to the hotel that he was rooming with Nathan and he was excited about the idea. Being new to the team, Jay didn't know too many of the players, but he had already chosen the ones he'd like to get to know a little better. Nathan was tall and slim but with nice broad shoulders. He had mousy brown hair and deep brown eyes that...
© 2014 by R. Keith Peck He lights up the joint he'd been fingering the moment he steps off the bus, even before the other riders dispersed Looks of horror are fired his way. Doesn't he know where this is? This isn't Denver. This isn't the inner city. This is suburbia. We're normal! A mother with a Greenpeace handbag clutched her fifth-grader's shoulder and...
James had read, and seen, porn about men who could change the world, and that's what he'd been doing last night. After a quick, and mostly unsatisfying, wank, he'd fallen asleep wishing that there was more of this type of porn for gay men; where was the fun in reading about unlimited possibilities if all the characters do is make everyone's tits bigger? Then...
Brent, short for Brentworth, his mother's maiden name, was a privileged spoiled college jock. This was the third time he was before Judges Bates for possession of a controlled substance and his rich and powerful Daddy has had enough. He told the judge to give him three years, which will sober him up. Snake, who got his name from the snake tats on his left ar...
This story is a treasure memory. I took to the gym in my late teens, having been a fat kid. Fat kids were rare in those days. I guess that being more numerous now, perhaps there is less stigma attached to being "The fat kid", maybe not but when I see so many obese children waddling about the supermarket and I remember how much effort it has taken to recover...
Dear Figaro, How have you been? I have literally been rushed off my feet, I have had the craziest two weeks. My life has been just working, sleeping, planning and doing my writing course. Theo asked if his pen pal could move in for a few days, I said yes, he hasn't mentioned anything but I can sense that his nose is out of joint now that I am not at home a...
Leaving the library, I didn't feel that tired even after that intense fuck session. Deciding that I needed some fresh air, I headed to the football stadium. Climbing up the bleachers, I sat down and watched the final ten minutes of band practice. The brass section was so fucking loud that I didn't notice someone sitting behind me until they tapped my should...
There was this strange flier under my door when I got home from work. It looked like an advertisement for some Gay circuit party or club. "Build Your Bear" was across the top in big bold letters, with a hairy muscle stud underneath in just a jock, his arms crossed with a friendly smile on his scruffy face. I couldn't find an address or phone number on the...
Please note that like all my work, this is essentially a true story and that for fantasy purposes only I have omitted the use of condoms, which always take place with people other than my long term boyfriend. Thanks. *************** When we first moved here to France from the UK we had lots to sort out and even though it's a small town, finding handyman a...