Folsom was set adrift on the Rhine, but it was a gelatinous Rhine, which supported his body as he lay on his back and which swayed him back and forth with the current. But the current wasn't being provided by the flow of the father of all German rivers; the motion was being provided by a multitude of men between his legs, moving him back and forth on their h...
Well, it had been three days since the party and I still felt like I’d been ridden hard and put away wet. Monday came and went and thankfully Kelly had not mentioned anything about the party. By Wednesday, however, I received a phone call from her at work. “Sweetie, I am wondering if you’re planning on doing anything this weekend,” she asked. I thought fo...
I lost count of the number of times Ant and I sucked and fucked during the night, all I could remember when I woke up was that it was almost light when we finally separated for the last time. He left shortly after that, promising to return later to help begin the search for Mikey and Jackson. I stretched out in the bed, the smell of sweat and sex still ling...
I trudged down the snowy trail and saw her waiting for me. My pride and joy stood before me, beckoning me towards it with its' seductive air of elegance as well as grace. She was a sleek black Enzo Ferrari and she was simply beautiful. She had a 12 cylinder mid-engine berlinetta and was built using Formula One technology, such as carbon-fibre body, F1-style...
Halloween night grew later and more bewitching as each moment passed. The gay party in the chic London flat was reaching new heights of horny debauchery thanks to a very open and eager Rex! The stunning mature 40 year-old ginger haired stud was laying spread and gaping for all the guests to enjoy. The speculum was truly a miracle and the view deep inside Re...
The day of The Dance finally came. Actually, come to think of it, it was not a dance at all! It was just a huge party that was held annually at one of the mansions in the neighborhood and everyone was invited to it. Nobody knows when the exact date of The Dance was. Hell, none of us knew who the organizers were because the mansion where The Dance was held ha...
The randomness of when desire raises its selfish head can be jarring. You immerse yourself with the ephemera of life; jobs, family, and even in this little ice age, weather: Accept sanguinely the dog days of January. You board a train, content that it will bring you from A to B almost on time, you are receptive to the embrace of the Sunday papers. In retro...
Chapter One: Scarred Wedged in the crowd in Times Square below the CNN big screen, next to the tower on top of which Anderson Cooper and Andy Cohen were cavorting and waving to the crowd, Nick felt Steven Saylor pull him in close. Someone near them was starting the countdown on the ball drop ushering in 2018 early by thirty seconds and others were taking up...
For earlier stories in this series, see "Bite of the Schlange" and "Siren Song Symphony" * The black ship glided up the Italian coast and hove to in Laguna Venita. The Venetians were a strange and decadent lot; only they would sustain a tradition of a two-day annual festival "celebrating" the twelfth-century visitation of the Black Plague to their canal ci...
I had just begun to go to an adult bookstore not too far from where I live. At the age of forty, I was getting urges for other men. I am not sure how it happened, but I would see a guy walking down the street with a large bulge in his pants. It turned me on, I have to admit. I would go into one of the small booths at this particular bookstore and stroke mys...