When I found out the gymnastics world championships were going to take place in my hometown, I immediately signed up to volunteer at the men's event. Let's be honest here. Gymnastics is a fascinating display of skill and grace and discipline, but as far as I'm concerned, the best part is the pumped-up sweaty guys grunting and flexing their massive muscles a...
I have no idea how long we lay there in this bliss but it was deep, deep into the night when I peeled myself carefully away, parting our flesh as cautiously as I could. I arose on very wobbly legs and triggered the light in the bathroom. As a loud stream of manly piss thundered into the pan, I heard a deep, soft laugh from the bed. Next thing, a great paw wr...
I had been managing to make my way for a while now in a large city. I had Rob to help me along and I had other friends like Dare and Jack as well. But as they say, things get old and you move on. Rob and I split and Dare relocated. Simply put, Jack just got too possessive and he was getting older, so my interest waned. So I was on my own and looking around....
Chapter One Ranger Rod was a man's man, rugged, a man of few words. He loved being on his own, watching over the forest and animals he was assigned to protect. He was very proud and found his calling. At 39 years of age he was in shape, sporting a muscular and sinewy body. He was 5'11, weighing in at 185. His black military short cropped hair suited his h...
Chapter 2: "Lil' Joe Cartwright" In the first part of this story, I'd just met Miami, and his beautiful cock, which he'd given the affectionate name of "lil' Joe Cartright", "lil' Joe" for short, though I was soon to find there was nothing short about him! But before I begin telling of my many adventures with him, I feel I must backtrack again, and talk a l...
By the time I got back to my room, Charles was fast asleep. I also decided to crash while reminiscing about my successful day. On the first full day of rowing camp, I'd convinced five of my teammates to submit to my cock, and now I only had three left: Damion, the tall, cocky Irishman; Dario, the sexy blond-haired stud from Italy; and Charles, my tall and st...
I thought I might surprise my wife and head home a day early from a long boring conference in Chattanooga. However the surprise was mine when my fan belt broke on the interstate about a hundred miles from home. I coasted into a truck stop in the middle of nowhere. There were only three trucks there so it was pretty quiet. I walked into the store there was...
At eighteen I was the oldest boy in my boarding school. I suppose I was expected to set an example to the other boys which is why all the teachers were disappointed when I was found to be blind drunk one weekend. There were only two weeks to go until I left school for good; my exams were over and I hadn't a care in the world. However Mr. Bevan, my house mas...
"Hold. Help me up, I . . ." Li was wheezing from the climb up the lower reaches of Paradise Mountain—Tien Tang Shan—with little faith that he could climb as far up the challenging path as the parting stones. He had reached out for the arm folds of Junjie's scarlet-red silk robe, but the youth skittered away from him, farther up the rising stone path, anxious...
This follows on from my previous story. If you've read my previous story you'll know there was no way I wouldn't go back for seconds from the stud with with the masterpiece of a cock. And I went back for thirds. And fourths. And fifths. You get the picture. Our meets would always be the same. I'd have a stressful day at work, text him to ask if he was free...