The next several weeks of judo class were uneventful. Shane was there, as always, but no indication from him that the hot fuck session at his apartment had ever happened. I started to think it was going to be yet another repressed memory for a guy I thought had serious issues anyway. I just chalked it up as another one night stand. Today's judo class was no...
The car pulled into Scott's driveway and the two men walked into the empty home, Scott's hand around John's waist. This was uncharted territory for both of them, as Scott was not typically this handsy or affectionate with John. But this was his birthday gift and he wanted to take advantage of the situation as much as possible, delighting in making his mascul...
Author's note: This story is very loosely based on a true reminiscence I found posted on the Net. My apologies to the anonymous author of the original whom I cannot acknowledge by name. KN * Years ago, I had a job that kept me on the road a lot. Sometimes I had to share a room. On one trip I went with Ethan, who had been at the company only a few months. W...
Tuesday September 14, 1988 10:55 pm Here I Go Again. Oh God oh fuck oh God. The locker room. Today. I still can't fucking believe it, my hands are shaking so bad I almost can't write this. Coach was really pissed because we had such a bad practice. Mostly he was pissed at Travis and me because we kept screwing up the snaps. I was too distracted knowing h...
Bryce's left hand was groping against the tile wall, looking for something stable to grab onto as he felt every muscle start to tense up. "I've got to cum. I NEED to cum. FUCK I want to shoot my cum!" His eyes were closed tight. His mouth gaped open in a silent scream of pleasure and ecstasy. But just before he released his seed, Bryce looked down at his coc...
The pickup basketball game at the dorm ran late and I had to get out to the polo field lickety-split or I'd miss the start of practice. So, I stripped off my T and used it to dry off my chest and pits, tossed it in the backseat of the trusty vintage T-Bird convertible, and roared off toward the mountains, toward the practice field at the Moss Grove winery in...
A black leather gloved hand crawls like a spider up my leg, leaving in it's wake a trail of tingling flesh. It lingers to caress the muscles of my inside thigh before a single leather finger slips between my ass cheeks, stealing softly towards my asshole. A dark figure leans in close, his hot breath scorches my skin as he whispers, "Who owns your ass?" My...
Sorry for the major delay in this chapter! I had gone on a vacation after my exams and then I got busy with work. Thank you to everyone for their patience :) Enjoy! *** Unloading Guns It was warm, and sweaty in the sleeping bag when Nick woke up the next morning. His backside felt stiff, the inside of his body was raw and his loins ached at the thought of...
I was feeling bored one night so I decided to go to a popular club (not gay) close to where I lived. I wore my tight jeans that reveled by bubble butt and jock lines and a skintight t-shirt. As usual it was packed out. Great live music, people were dancing, drinking, eating, and laughing. I worked my way through the crowd to the bar ordered my drink, found...
Sometime later, I was awakened by Eric pressing on my shoulder. I raised my arms to bring him into bed with me, but he shushed me and said in a low voice, "No, not that. We hear something downstairs. Claude's gone ahead to check it out. He wants us to follow him down. When we got to the first floor, we could see Claude at the back of the house, near a door t...