Hayden sat in the doctors' waiting room with his limp arm hanging by his side. He was 21 years old and had just returned to baseball after a break due to injury. The knee reconstruction meant that he didn't have the centre fielder's legs that he had when he was 17 but this new coach had thrown him on the mound at training and Hayden had impressed enough to g...
Ten years ago I wrote and posted a story detailing my desire to meet a guy I could experiment with after many years of having gay thoughts. It wasn't until after I graduated high school that I started the process to finding someone that could show me the ropes. My main interest was giving someone a blow job. I have enjoyed many blow jobs with different wom...
Chapter 4: Darkest before the Dawn Pelaam: October 2007. Xavier lay on his back, powerful legs bent and draped to the sides. He gazed upwards in naked adoration at the beautiful vision astride him. Theophilus straddled him, both of the reptilian's hemipenes buried deep inside his slick heat as the blond raised and lowered himself in a sinuous rocking motio...
Diego had driven himself home, but it was well into the afternoon when he finally arrived. His wife, Suzanna, met him at the door. "You know I was about to call the police." The light-skinned Hispanic woman was holding a cup of coffee while wearing a bathrobe. She stood at nearly the same height as her husband, staring down the former Master Sergeant. "I'm...
Greetings to all my voyeuristic readers. My name is Trisha and like you, I have a special appreciation for the well formed male. Most of you, I am sure, also appreciate males who are physically excited by other males. I have come to share that appreciation even though I am female. Let me tell you how I and my bisexual husband arrange encounters with usua...
I recently moved to a sheltered home scheme renting through a local Housing Association. That's where I met Gordon, a widower with a heart by- pass which he said made him a little bit immobile. I got to know him doing my bit in the community garden, he would come and sit on the garden swing chair as I tended the garden. In between times I would take a seat...
In the future, modern medicine has gone through drastic changes over the past few decades. Anyone today would think it was out of science fiction, or just think you were crazy. New advances in technology have led to impressive feats in medical research and treatment, as well as a few inadvertent changes in the human biology as well. Of course in the wake of...
(Authors Note: This is the 7th installment in the Brownstone series. In reading order they are: Michael Ch01,02 Charles Ch01,02,03 Michael Ch03. Teaser alert...Cecil was not one of the three men this story is about. The third generation man, Scott (the best is yet to come!) will be introduced soon...) Winter break came. I stayed in Boston for lack of an...
"Hey, you, soldier. Come with me." "Mich . . . I mean me?" Johann answered. He'd learned to speak English fairly well in the more than a year that it took him to move from New York City, to Canada, and then back down here to Saratoga. But sometimes he didn't think and reverted to German. "Yes, you. You're being reassigned. By me. Get whatever gear you have...
Keith whined, his body writhing on the table that he was strapped to. He subconsciously lifted his hips as something thin and sharp dragged tortuously across his prostate. "Say you want it," a voice, husky with lust and anticipation, snarled as Keith thrashed blindly. "I'm not going to beg for release from you," he growled, but it only made the voice laugh....