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Can't Make This Up...

by reallife4me on Dec 19, 2018
Gay Male

I was getting used to living alone for the most part. I'm not one of those people that needs to be in a crowd. I've always been the type that enjoys being alone and as the old saying goes, I may be alone but I'm never lonely. As far as lives go, I've lived a blessed life. I've been in love 5 times in my life and of those 5 times I managed to get married twi...

Maintenance Man Ch. 01

by Brian70 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

It was time to have maintenance work done on the AC unit. I should have done it last year but I didn't. It worked through last summer though I don't believe it will last another without problems. I could feel the weather had steadily warming over the last month with summer setting in. I called an HVAC technician that was a friend of a friend. We set up a day...

The Mage and the Bear Ch. 04

by maulkin on Sep 1, 2017
Gay Male

4 Swan Point Cemetery was at the north end of Blackstone Boulevard, a very ritzy section of Providence. H.P. Lovecraft is buried in a smaller cemetery just a little further to the north, a stone's throw over the wall in Swan Point. Nettie brought us toward the family plot but had to stop a couple of small paths away. I could see the crane that was normally...

Bottom Dad Pt. 01

by hungbottom on Jun 25, 2018
Gay Male

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** My name is Jim (all names have been changed to protect the innocent and guilty) and I've been having sex with guys since Junior High School. I tried sex one time with a girl when we were both 22 year old college students. Of course she got pregnant. We married and I was divorced b...

Secretos Cubanos

by Shale on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Today, at the height of Hurricane Season, which has been relatively calm so far, there was a storm that came close in the Gulf, just close enuf to give us that pre-storm moist warm air and passing bands of rain. Just enuf to bring back memories of Hurricane Georges in September 1998 a category one storm that I sat out in my apartment on Miami Beach – but wit...

Fun in My Partner's Old Car

by SDR2000 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

My handsome, thirty-something lover bought a non-descript, beige Pontiac 6000 four door, mid-size family sedan right off the showroom floor at the local GM dealership when they first came out in late '82 He worked back then in an entry-level executive position for a conservative private corporation and was trying to present a convincing image of straight-ap...

Tattoo Ch. 08: Hypnotist

by drmweaver705 on Oct 12, 2020
Gay Male

I woke up Thursday morning feeling refreshed, and relieved, as if I'd scratched an itch. My adventures the night before with the Society had satisfied my craving for cock for the time being. At such times of satisfaction, I was able to transfer my focus away from sex and onto the ordinary business of life and my job as an at-home employee of a major corporat...

Work and Play Pt. 03

by hero101 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

A/N: Welcome back! As always, these chapters are pretty long due to story, but I assume you are following the storyline by now. Thank you for reading, and let me know what you think. ***** "What happened to your neck?" Shannon asks. I practically trip over my own two feet trying to discreetly get to her. "Where did you go? It looks like someone choked you...

Spanking Mode with Danny

by alexcarr on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Peter says:- I adore being spanked if it is especially giving pleasure to my spankee. It stings of course but there is a certain divisor when the hurt can be made pleasurable when you have an experienced spankee like I do in Sir. His real name is Danny but that is how I must address him when he sessions me. And when the hurt becomes intense, a little strok...

The Drunk Guy Ch. 05

by Woody110 on May 4, 2020
Gay Male

I woke at 5:40 the following day, twenty minutes before my alarm was set to go off. It was one of those utterly dark and quiet mornings when you could almost believe you were the only spark of consciousness in a slumbering universe. Yesterday's drinking had taken its toll and my brain felt like a cannonball crashing around inside my skull. One of these days...