"Sven, you'll never guess what happened," I said as I followed him into the bunkhouse and closed the door behind me. "What?" he replied as he continued towards his room. "Aunt Claire," I said, hurrying after him, "she knew." "Knew what?" Sensing the urgency in my voice, he stopped in the middle of the room and turned to look right at me. "She knew it wa...
This was just a temporary gig, but they'd stuffed Karl into a dark green coverall with the Army logo plastered on the sleeve. It wasn't really that much different than his flightsuit but the colour and texture was all wrong and it just didn't feel right wearing some grease-monkey's gear instead of his own. There was nothing he could do about it, though—Army...
"C'mon Kid, wake up." I heard a voice in my dreams that sounded very much like Sven. I rolled over on my side, anxious to hear what he was going to say next. "Wake up." I felt a hand shaking my shoulder and slowly came awake. I partially opened my eyes and in the soft moonlight drifting into the bunkhouse, I saw Sven's tall form standing next to my bed, his...
The following is an expanded version of a story I wrote five years ago. In that story I sought to capture some of the intense closeness some men can feel for other men, a closeness borne out of shared experiences and common struggles that can often leave friends as close as brothers. I came back to this story because I really liked its message that nothing i...
We both finished rinsing off and I shut my own shower off once Sven had turned his off. I reached for one of the towels he'd brought in and looked at Sven as I started drying myself. He had a scornful look on his face and stood there with his hands on his hips shaking his head in disapproval. "Wh....what?" I asked, totally confused. "You've still got a lo...
I'm 42 years old with a lovely wife, and a great home in the San Diego suburbs. I have a good job in sales and travel a lot. It's a long story, but not that unusual I guess. I got a few blowjobs in men's rooms and it was not long before I was on my knees giving blowjobs on a regular basis when I traveled. I still fucked my wife, but my fantasies while I fuck...
Walking in just his hiking boots and white socks, Sven still looked incredibly sexy. Like a little puppy with its master, I readily followed until he stopped a few feet away from the bank of the stream next to the trunk of the big willow tree we were under. "Take a look there," Sven said as he pointed towards the stream. I turned and saw a little pool of ca...
~*~Side A~*~ As we make our way into the class, I take my seat in the last row, just beside the window, with Angelo following right behind me. He stopped right in front of the door. At first, I was confused, but then I realized that of course, he's new and he still doesn't know where to sit and stuff. I was going to motion him to sit at the empty desk in fr...
Chapter 69: Kid's Day Out "Mmm..." Adam takes a deep breath as his senses slowly come into awareness. His body begins to stretch as he gives a straining moan, his foot stiffens and reaches outward until it came into contact with another foot. He looks to his side, and smiles as he sees the peeping eyes of his ever-loving boyfriend, "Mmm... Hey you..." He mu...
Rule number 1: Know your prey. I eye him as he enters the bar. He looks good tonight; like any other night. Tight white jeans, black leather belt, two chains hanging down his thigh, pink top with the face of a roaring tiger, a vest in some sort of golden and red brocade, several necklaces decorating his chest, snakebite, eyes heavily lined with thick, black...