It was naturally hot and humid in New Orleans as you drove back to town from college with the windows down without a shirt on exposing your body for those who happen to look your way. It was nearly five in the evening, and you silently curse yourself as you regret not taking your car to the shop to get your A/C fixed. Now you have to suffer through his heat...
Finally the play was over. All those hours he put in during hell week had finally paid off. All that was left now was the cleanup. Almost everyone left even though the director had clearly said that she wanted everybody to stay afterwards to help cleanup. Alex was the only one left in the building. He had a few naughty ideas rolling through his head one time...
It was just after dusk when Kevin left the house. As usual, he paused to peer through the crack in the fence surrounding the back yard of the house next door. The lights were on and he felt the familiar stirring in his crotch. Kevin slipped silently through the gate and softly crossed the lawn. Music was blaring from the TV in the den. Kevin cautiously peer...
-Connor Manson- "Man whore" "Fag" "Midget" "Little man" "Insect" All the normal insults I get every day at school. For one thing I'm not gay, I think. I've never thought about men that way, but I have thought about women that way. I am a midget however. A puny five foot five. But there is one thing I have over them, and that's my fat, fifteen inch dick...
My name is Brock. I'm a 25-year-old, average guy. I lift weights a lot, so I have jacked arms and generally a bodybuilder's physique. Girls usually love my body and I get hit on a lot at the gym, but I'm actually gay. Nothing gets me harder than a guy who is more muscular and bigger than I am, preferably someone with a big, muscular bubble butt and huge arms...
As I look back on my coaching career, I can't help but smile. I have a respectable record of wins and season trophies, a long list of young men trained as sportsmen, and a couple of Most Valuable Teacher awards. I also keep a private list of names and telephone numbers. Men, you see, come in three varieties, and three only: * Curious (wants to try sex with...
Jason reed stared out of the plane window over the lush tropical landscape below. He was excited about his vacation/leave in southern Mexico at a beach resort he had booked 6 months previously as a present to himself for completing his military service contract. Jason was 28 years old and a typical blond haired blue eyed American about 5'10 and about 200 lb...
Nailed at the Gym Nick hadn't gone back to the farm since Francis had fucked him. It had been a week since the best Monday of his life, but Nick was far too scared to go back. He wasn't sure if Francis would be happy or pissed to see him. Was Francis fucking him so hard and rough supposed to be some sort of punishment for spying on him? And if it wasn't, wa...
Brad: 2 pm works for me, go west on Highway 34 then turn north on Harrison. Go west on 4th and near the end on the right is a long low warehouse building beyond the office park. Meet me there. The second from the near end bay door will be open and my bike will be just inside. I will close the door and if no one else is around I will enjoy the first kiss with...
The characters in this story are fictional although the inspiration came from real conversations. Please always practice safe sex. Feedback on the story is always appreciated. 2017 Panamacock ***** Ethan stood by his military pickup, which was parked behind the small storage building; partially hidden from sight. He was waiting to catch any soldier tryin...