Silas could feel a pair of eyes boring into his back as he showered, washing away the mud and the sweat and the aches that came along with football practice. A smirk flitted across his face, not minding one bit. Slowing his movements down, he exaggerated the arch of his back as he ran the soapy cloth over his ass, sawing at his crack for his audience. The...
We met online, in a chat room, M4M. No agenda, no fetishes, just guys looking for other guys. We started out chatting, opening up about our desires and needs and the satisfaction missing in our lives. After weeks of near misses we finally met for coffee. We both had used pictures that were probably ten years old. We both were a bit gray now, and on the over...
Note: This is a conclusion to my old Friendly Favours storyline when I was writing as dreamweaver705. The story contains reluctant sex. All participants are over 18. ***** We were at the supper table when the doorbell rang. It was Sunday evening and we weren't expecting company. Sharon got up to get the door. I heard her talking with a man. I recognized t...
It can be difficult doing business in the Caribbean region, and that's what Suriname regards itself as. It used to be Dutch Guiana and it is on the northern coast of South America, so yes, technically it's touching the Caribbean. But it is not an island and it doesn't even have beaches, just mud and mangrove trees which protect the land from erosion. It als...
Right off the top, I'll make quite clear that I'm not a dog person. I'm a cat person. You don't have to walk them and they can be on their own for a weekend without chewing up the new sofa. But my wife thought we needed a dog—because we lived in a "ripe for ripping the rich folk off" golf club community, she said. But I know it was really because Libby next...
********** Jonathan gazed at the empty glass and a bottle of Macallan single malt scotch across from him on his coffee table as he vaguely recalled why he had fallen asleep on the couch the night before. "Here goes another day of existing but not really living," he mumbled to himself as he returned the bottle to his private bar and headed off to take a show...
*All characters are 18+* The town of Haven was very quiet at this hour. A few of the shops were open, such as the blacksmith's and the dry goods store and the textile shop. But even those shops were lazy, chatting with a wife here to pick up a few essentials, working slowly around the store, or sitting in front, enjoying the rare March sunshine. All of the...
My twin sister Ryan is the crown jewel of the family. She is attractive, athletic, smart, and popular. I'm pretty much the exact opposite. We are both high school seniors. She is the star player on the volleyball team and I'm third string on the golf team. She is dating the stud quarterback and I spend my Friday nights with the chess club. Physically we are...
At this moment, Mike shakes like a corned rattler and, his hysterical conscious screams in his skull: I will get through this. You will get one more chance to be a great artist. Cool sweat pools above Mike's ass. His mind buzzes like the dim light over the dumpster. Beige spitball bugs swarm it in figure eights. His leg burns as 'fight or flight' blood poo...
Frank called out to his neighbor and best friend, "Jeremy I'm going to get a burger and fries, want to go with me?" With a brief pause Jeremy said, "Yes I'll go, let me lock the door and I will be right there." It was a perfect summer day for anything outdoors. Jeremy locked the door, and walked over to Frank's bright orange Chevrolet Camero. They went to...