A thank you to all who read and rated, commented or sent feedback-good or bad. This is the FINAL installment of the Kyle Series. The Kyle Series is the true story of my first love. "Dave, I hate to be this guy but you gotta get up and get the fuck out!" I said. "What is going on? Did I do something wrong?" Dave asked very confused. "No, Dave. I did som...
As communications technologies proliferate and diversify, a new generation of security difficulties are presented to prison systems and for all kinds of reasons satellite technologies, telephony, access to data control systems, the internet, digital copiers and even photography are tightly controlled in prisons. Walkie talkies might seem like the tools of a...
I nodded and he took my hand in his and led me to my bed. He instructed me to sit and I did. Then he maneuvered to sit on top of my lap, facing me. "Atlas?" he asked, "Did I ever tell you how unbelievably hot you are?" I shook my head no. He insisted that I was and I blushed, turning my pale white skin a rosy pink shade. "Do you want to take a shower wi...
It was only after I had fucked him senseless that I remembered why it was that he seemed familiar. I had seen the boy before, the night before in fact, at that little club by the docks. He had stood, slim and blonde and heartbreakingly beautiful, with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth, at the entrance when I had gone in. I had only glanced at him as I pas...
It was a typical way to end the week. Michael was driving along the Coast Highway, with me as his wing man. One last gasp of freedom before the craziness of the work week took over. Being as fall was settling into winter, the top on Michael's car was up. Yet, while I missed the wind and salt air, I found the car's warm interior comforting and intimate. In...
This is a true story of mine doing anal sex with a stranger whom I met through internet while having chat on a gay chat channel. It was 24 November 2005; I was at Islamabad (Federal capital) for my personal work. I was staying at a guest room and was alone. In the evening I went to an internet café for web browsing and chat. I had heard from my fellows that...
I'm a scissor freak. Not the cutting kind. The crushing kind. As in the hot, muscular legs of a young stud, a wrestling hold used to control and punish an opponent. It started when I was just over 18. Bobby was one of my best friends, same age, same class, a skinny kid but sinewy, lean, athletic. We used to wrestle a bit from time to time, and the stirring...
Sometimes, when my wife isn't home, and I get horny from watching too many half naked 20-somethings on cable tv, I play with my cock until it starts to grow just a little. Since I don't have underwear on, the crotch of my basketball shorts starts to dome, and one of my hands reaches underneath to feel the naked skin of my semi-hard cock. With my free hand I...
A bit of an explanation before the story starts. I'm 'James' a 21 year old male, I've been as curious as hell ever since I was 15, but never really done anything about it. I live in Auckland, New Zealand, where the legal age is 16, but have changed the ages in this story to the obligatory 18. All my stories feature me as the main character, most of the detai...
The clubhouse at my apartment complex has a well-equipped gym as well as an outdoor pool and shower facility. Strangely, these amenities are rarely taken advantage of by the people who live in the apartments. As it is, the sign-in sheet at the clubhouse routinely lasts for three months before it has been filled up and even then few signatures except mine ar...