* Jeff * Mom was all packed and ready to go when I arrived at her sprawling ranch house on the outskirts of town. I greeted her with a kiss on the cheek. "Where are your things?" I asked. "Already waiting in the Explorer. Come on, let's get your stuff loaded," she answered. "I thought I was driving..." "You? Behind the wheel in the snow? In a sports car?...
Preston and Casandra chatted cheerfully with one another as they moved to the front door of the combination home and office. Prest's attention was drawn to a sudden movement across the street. He moved quickly, using a broad sweep of his arm to push Cassandra behind him. Mason Hart and one of his sidekicks stood about 25 feet away, their legs in a wide, 'I...
Once again, a reminder that while the story is a Gay Male story, it contains scenes between men and women, and that some of the material involves a degree of domination, submission and humiliation. ... The lime green swim trunks that Diane had hung over the curtain bar of the shower to dry last night were still there, and to Paul Lombardo they were an unne...
Chapter 1- Ashton finds what he never knew he was looking for. DISCLAIMER: This story is a pure work of fiction. All characters involved are over the age of 18. This is my first time writing anything of this nature, so I appreciate any and all feedback (positive or negative). If the story is well-received, I will post more chapters later. Ashton never kne...
- All characters in this story are above 18. - I've been trying out a new hiking path lately. I find I get most of my thinking done when I'm in the middle of a run or hike. Just the freedom on the trail, my music in my ears, the ground pounding beneath my feet. No traffic, no people asking me questions I don't have answers to. I had used another trail fo...
Diary of a Cock Sucker. Chapter 24. In which our hero returns to home sweet home. I walk down the Jetway on Friday afternoon, the conference over and deliverance home mercifully on schedule. The conference was useful and informative and it is good to get away from the office occasionally, a chance for a professional breath of fresh air. The weekend beckon...
Chapter 6. In which our hero returns to old haunts. Over the next several weeks, I spent a considerable amount of time reflecting on the events described in chapter 5. Of course I thoroughly enjoyed the experience, as much in the recollection as in the actual event. Actually I enjoyed it rather more than I would have ever believed. But on reflection, I c...
I was having a dream about the ravishing I had taken from Mistress when I noticed two feelings that seemed too real for a dream, one, my ass was burning from the fucking I had taken but it was a good burn, and two my cock was achingly hard and it felt all the world like someone was stroking it. I opened my eyes to a beautiful sight, my cock was being stroke...
"Your boy here is quite something Frank," said Evan as he watched me eat my cum-laden pizza. "I see you've trained him well." "Yeah, young Jon here is coming along just fine. He's learning how to please a man in every way. He's got the tightest, hottest ass I've ever had. And man, can he ever work those muscles in there to grip your cock. On top of all that...
I froze in the middle of talking about the next season of the Bangkok Chopin Society at the ambassador's residence, as the ambassador walked into and around the side of the room to get into another room. I don't know if I audibly gulped or not, but none of the women—and the few men—sitting in a circle of upholstered chairs and couches in the commodious room...