Revised version copyright 2006 by the author. PART ONE: MARSH MOVES IN There are people who have always been a part of your life. You can't remember the exact moment you got to know them, or how--and it doesn't matter. Others enter and exit in ways that are forever etched in your mind, as if they were actors in a play: an aged parent slipping quietly away...
Michael trembled imperceptibly as he wheeled his Ford Explorer into the narrow parking space in front of Suite 208, snapped off the radio and killed the engine. This is it, he thought. Both hands gripped the wheel as he sorted through complex emotions. No fighting it any longer. He had come to take charge of his life, and for once, finally after his 42 years...
I thought he'd suffered enough. But we'd reached a crossroads. Would I rather have his blowjob lips wrapped around my cock, lipfucking me, tonguebathing me? Or would I rather have his big, thick blond fuckstick filling my tight little asshole, massaging my prostate until he made me paint the ceiling with my boy-juices? Both sounded good. So I mumbled a quick...
"What's your name?" "Jimmy. Coleman." "Starting now, you're number 070512. It's your new name, so don't forget it." The bus started its way from the back of the court where a judge had sentenced me to one year in a reeducation center. The guy said I was lucky, and that because of his good mood today, I wasn't going to a real jail. A guy like you wouldn't...
I really wanted to get into that particular fraternity. It was said to be the coolest one on campus, and I didn't know if there was anything I wouldn't do to get in. And I finally got an invitation to one of their after-game parties, a game our university had unexpectedly won. This victory was the first time we'd beaten our traditional rival in three years,...
Afternoon riding through changeable summer weather, blustery but generally dry, the sky turning dark grey, blue, and white in turn. Interesting riding weather, though not the cause of my pulse's quickening, nor the reason a familiar hollow was growing in my stomach. Unlike most trips, this time the traditional bottle or two of beer before cruising to a glory...
Dallas closed his cell phone and looked down at Luke who had a broad glistening grin spreading slowly across his face. Luke's lips were coated with his cream and looked delectable. Dallas squeezed the head of his cock forcing the last drops of paste to surface on its top. Luke leaned forward, his hot tongue eager to slip into the slit and lap the last drops...
As I stepped out of the shower, the telephone was ringing. It was Jorge'. He wanted to know if I would like to play some golf. I said, "Sure, why not" and told him that I would meet him in an hour at the country club. I stopped at the Health Food Restaurant to see Vera and was told that she had called. She was going to come in around noon. She had left a me...
The local bathhouse remains the overwhelming focus of my getting off with other men, however, the attractions of an adult bookstore gloryhole remain undeniable. Including enjoying the large variety of video porn, especially straight and bi, turning me on as, even if the visit doesn't lead to playing addictively hot gloryhole games with another man. Purely ho...
Chapter 5: Uncontrollable By Josh & Sadie Rose © 2007 I would like to begin this chapter with an apology to those who have been waiting patiently for further instalments of the adventures of Rayne for far too long. This chapter has taken me more than ten months to write; a record even for me. Due to circumstances outside my control the last eight months o...