Chapter 4: In the Son I gloried in the September sun raying down on the terraced vineyards of Tuscany, as I followed Paulo, the grandson of the owner of Villa Montebella, the Conte de Ghiberti, into the rows of wooden stakes supporting luscious green leaves and vines interspersed with moist clumps of purple and green grapes nearly bursting with rich juices....
"Hey, look at that," Ronda nudged Jerry. "I told you we could set the clock by him." The bank's loan officer and new accounts clerk, whose desks were set side by side in the bank branch's lobby, were leaning into each other and marking the rapid progress of the senior teller to the exit door. Kevin Radcliff had stepped out from behind the bank counter preci...
Here I was, driving in the middle of the night from one city to another. A friend was getting married in the capitol city where we went to college, but I had since moved away. I drove back for the wedding and was supposed to crash at an old buddy's place. The buddy flaked out on me, so I had no where to stay. I really didn't want to get a hotel room because...
At the age of nineteen, I entered the military and was stationed in Florida; although I'd had several girlfriends, this was the '60s . . . . and I was still a virgin. I had great expectations that this would change, now that I was in the 'Sunshine State' --with all the beaches and bikinis, I'd heard about. But, four months later, I was still innocent in the...
I was now fitting into my new life as Tyrone's whore. It's been two months since I began my transition from a functioning and boring man into a sexy girlie boy. My pimp, Tyrone, is my master. He is my everything. He has taught me so many ways to service real men and now I feel confident of my skills. I have done it all. Fucking, and sucking is just the begin...
Clint and I had negotiated hard on me saving more money by letting him drive me to Myrtle Beach to meet up with my buddies for a week in the surf. He'd wanted to go the slow and easy route and stop for fun and games for two nights as the price of travel, but I told him that was not going to happen. In the end, I gave him one more straight fuck and he promise...
After my wife died the house was so empty. Most of the time it was okay. I went to work and didn't think about it. I ate dinner out, came home and watched TV until late. But there was no one to share my bed at night, and the weekends were long and lonely. In a way it was good, because I started being more friendly to people, just to have someone to talk t...
PART 1 : The Trip Begins This is a story for all you white guys who have a love for that long, thick dark meat. It's true what they say you know. Once you go black, you can't go back! It's the powerful way they dominate you when they fuck you, and to me they just have an exotic smell. There really is a difference between white and black men. I don't mean th...
Hi there, My name is Nathan J. Peña but my friends call me Nay. This is the story of my first time with another man and the path to my new life style. I am half Mexican and half German, I have olive colored skin, long brown hair and brown eyes. I am also six foot tall and skinny. It all started when I was 19 years old and living as a straight guy with a ho...
Curt knew when he was getting the raw end of a deal, but then again, it seemed he always did when he hung out with Ben. He had been invited to a party by his old friend, Ben. They had been real pals in high school but had gone to different colleges and were no longer close. But they were both back in town for the summer and had looked each other up just to h...