Author's Note: This chapter sets up at least two more that will contain the action, the second coming in a few days. I'd skip the story if you're going to find large sex toys off-putting. The premise was way more fun with objects that wouldn't be easily explainable. *** I moved into my freshman dorm room on the very first move-in day available for the fall...
I had just closed escrow on a house I found in Manhattan Beach, a better part of Los Angeles County than my old digs--closer to the beach. I spent the day moving in my furniture, and as the sun went down, to celebrate I drove to a restaurant I saw on Sepulveda Boulevard. I sat at the bar and ordered a Knob Creek and soda--a little 100 proof whiskey was just...
Dedicated to jonkingbrothers * Portuguese Man o' War (Physalia physalis) marine invertebrate. Named for 16th century Portuguese warship with triangular sails. Floats at ocean surface, its float-sail above the water. Below dangle tentacles, sometimes 165 feet long. Stinging tentacles kill small fish and other prey. Stings cause severe pain to humans, occas...
Big athlete becomes a runt's bitch This is a true story, as told to me by an acquaintance. Names and locatioBaseball Star and the Little Guy ns have been changed. I'm on a national league baseball team--we'll let the name go unmentioned, and for a name for me, let's just call me "Noname"--hey, "Nome" for short. Anyway, off the diamond, I'm in the most fuck...
Tuesday practice ended like every other Tuesday practice. Well, kind of. The practice and its ending were of little consequence except that the origin of this whole Noah thing got its start in the usual, linear thoughtlessness of surviving another week at Willard Brown Preparatory Academy. Anyway. Coach had just finished yelling at the offense for sucking...
At dinner I got the inkling that the tent setup at the Elephant Camp West hadn't given Harvey and me quite the privacy during the midday siesta that we thought it had. Those with us on the safari down from Lake Nyasa to Victoria Falls had known we were a couple, certainly. We slept together at each stop. But since the afternoon there appeared to be a heighte...
I awoke in my lovers arms. I just relaxed and gazed at him as he slept. It's been months since we made love and I woke up and in his arms. He's such a handsome sight, adorable, breathing loudly, his hair misshapen from sleep. I kissed his face all over, as softly as I could so as not to wake him. It was a cold morning. I enjoyed his warmth. I got close and c...
Admonishing silence, Cal held his big hand over my mouth as his bent elbow kept my knee raised and trapped. Impaled on my man's 10 inch piece, flat on my back, both legs up and spread. Toes curled. His other hand sexily prodded my assring at the point of that big dick's entry. His favorite way of getting off, he had told me. Locking to my eyes, feeling his...
After Scott's intense three way with Tom and Ben, he walked around with a constant erection which could barely be contained by his khakis and boxers. Memorial Day weekend had been particularly rough for him, as his wife was out of town visiting her relatives and wouldn't be back until Wednesday. When he reported to school on Tuesday morning, Scott was more t...
Published in Stallions and Other Studs, Scott O'Hara (ed), 1995 Posted to Internet circa: Sat, 20 Dec 1997 [Usenet] Stored on The Nifty Archives * * * * * The band plays on the stage. The air is blue with smoke, hot, and reeks of Miller and Budweiser. The kids cluster round the stage. The typical crowd -- jeans-clad, long haired, leather-jacketed, tatt...