A while back I met this guy online (lets call him Rob) when I was looking for some male to male fun. While I love women, every now and then I just enjoy getting together with another guy. We hit it off immediately. He is in his 40s and divorced and I’m in my 30s. We both love sucking and anal play and toys. Rob is about 6’, 200lbs and sports a good 6-7” cock...
Ronnie Gets His! Ronnie Brown was one of those college guys who always wanted to get the last word in. The young man would without fail become loud when he started losing his arguments, if only to drown out his opponent's voices. He also resorted to calling names when somebody boxed him in, or when somebody tried to force him to produce any real research in...
Late into the night, we were drinking Vodka, the buzz was feeling good. We were battling at Mortal Combat on Nintendo. "Sonya Wins" the machine shouted out. I laughed and mimicked the line. It drove him crazy that I would play the female character in the game since I was 5"11, 210 lbs and not feminine at all. He was 6'2", 225lbs. We both were male male ma...
I was in the Automotive section of K-Mart, scanning the stack of air filters for the right part number, when I noticed him. He was about thirty-five, dressed in a cowboy hat and boots, with an expensive western shirt and blue jeans. His body was slender but strongly muscled. His eyes were shadowed by his hat brim, but I could see he had a bushy moustache. He...
Everyone called him John, but his real name was Juan. It reminded me of how the Pittsburg Pirates called baseball great Roberto Clemente "Bobbie" instead of Roberto to make him more palatable to white fans. The only difference is that Juan wanted everyone to call him John instead of Juan to make himself less Latin. He wasn't black like Clemente, but had the...
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...
I have always liked travelling in a quite unplanned way - just moving around here the mood takes me and seeing what I find. It makes you a bit vulnerable, but if you've got self confidence and a belief that you're going to be okay, surprises can be fun. On this occasion I was in Canada, which is a great place if you like nature and natural, grizzly men, whi...
I met my friend Ivan because I bought my car from him. I liked him because he was so unlike the younger, cockier salesmen I'd encountered in all the other dealerships. I'd been trawling showrooms most of the weekend and had long since grown bored of being pestered by smarmy wide-boys in flashy tailored suits reeking of the latest after-shave. From the outs...
Although I'm way back in the closet, I like hairy, masculine men. And my brother-in-law is fits my type to a "T": tall, early 30's, good looking, olive complexion, clean-shaven but with a dark heavy beard, black short hair with a slightly receding hairline, sexy brown twinkling eyes, an infectious laugh and a furry chest that makes my dick woody just think...
This is a story I sent to an author on a different platform a while ago but they never responded or included it in their collection of sexcapades so now I'm going to insert it on my profile there and here. This is based off a fanfiction called Trials of a Pokemorph and the spinoff non canonical story set Trials Omake is what I made this for. It's about a sma...