I have a fantasy about my best friend. We've been close since high school, bros doing bro stuff together, and as the years have gone on and we've gotten older our bro stuff has gotten older too. But we've always maintained the core of our relationship, the bro-dude template that defines everything about who we are. He's the alpha, the bigger, stronger one,...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** My dad secretly likes to have sex fights with other guys. I found out about this a couple years ago when I got a bit too curious as to what he and his buddies usually do on the basement. That's where Dad keeps his own personal wrestling ring, but I figured that's not unusual conside...
"Hey, Leon," My manager, Brian, called over the bar, "the guy at table seven has been eye fucking you all night. Tell him to pay up or get out." I glared at him. He knew my shift was just about over. But Brian just flashed his killer smile and winked me away, going back to serving whiskey to an older gentleman. With a sigh, I started walking toward table...
Disclaimer: Fiction ***** I got up and took a look at the clock on my nightstand. The sun was shining bright through the gap in the window curtains and all I could think about was the incredibly brazen and hot experience I had the day before. I had become a fully fledged cum-collecting hobbyist!! After having spent my entire adult life focusing on buildin...
Chapter 5: The Lion Sleeps Tonight Two on one. The final battle had begun. I landed on the far side of the fallen tree stump to a sight that made my hopes surge. Winded from the surprise attack, The Stranger lay sprawled in the dirt, Boi straddling him, powerful hands gripped tightly around The Stranger's throat. It was the first move, only seconds foll...
I hoped that the journey from hand job to rough rider would be quick and easy, but not so. We couldn't stay in Phoenix to make up for the show. We had a gig the next night in Tuscon. It was the first night of the whole tour where our groove was slightly off. Aaron was playing meathead again. Keeping the beat steady on the two and four, making all the chang...
This is a continuation of "He was My Boss" Chapters 1 & 2. Reading those will provide background as how my life underwent such drastic change. ***** Having had a short but intense education in male/male intimacy during the summer following my high school graduation, I was now leaving home for the first time. Thoroughly sexually confused I would now be goin...
Scott started when he realized the skin on the hand he had landed in was warm, he imagined, before he scrambled to the ground, that he could feel a heartbeat. This place was familiar to him in a way that went deeper than his current life. He paused for a moment to collect himself when he was standing on the relatively stable ground. He didn't spend too much...
I had trouble writing the ending of this because I'd get too turned on to write. Enough said. ;) ~K * My brother Donovan was a cunt slut. His schemes were simple but effective. Having his latest fling "meet the family" as a demonstration of commitment was one of his favourite ways of getting into their pants. Since I was the only reliable family member he...
It was early June in Kentucky and the vicious, sweaty heat was already taking its hold. Cooper pickup another bale of hay and pitched it to his brother on the wagon. The whole time he was muttering under his breath. He just came down for a visit to his parent's home in Pendleton County. Now he was stripped to the waist in borrowed jeans and his old work boot...