Note: While not necessary, the author suggests reading the original "How It Began" story prior to reading this part two. This following submittal chronicles Gene's experiences after he has left the Summit County Home in Akron, Ohio and is living in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. It was a balmy night in Fort Lauderdale with the temperatures in the comfortable s...
Oh, Jesus God, the pain! I woke up whimpering and, in a momentary state of vodka-induced amnesia, rolled over towards Thomas for comfort, but he wasn't there. Or, more precisely, I wasn't there. I don't mean that in a need-a-ghost-whisperer-to-point-me-towards-the-light kind of way (though given my hangover, I wouldn't have minded being temporarily dead, o...
BDSM clubs are absolutely not for everybody, not even people who like BDSM. It takes something that is usually private and brings it right out in the open. The club that I have been a member of for four years allows everything short of fucking in the main hub, the giant area that most people hang out in. Every time I walk in I'm usually greeted with the soun...
Andy estimated that approximately 10 minutes had passed since Al drove off. "Where the fuck did he go?" Andy said out loud to no one in particular. He wondered if he should begin making his way in the direction Al drove. It was one thing for Al to drive away. It was a completely different thing to have left Andy naked when doing so. Watching the horizon int...
It was my first year of university. Never had I lived away from home, and now I'm in a residence building surrounded by people my age with the same interests. I was in heaven. Every week that went by seemed to facilitate the transition. Everyone was getting along, I had found my groove academically and the parties were great. It was the night of November 2...
Kyle's vulnerability and anguish over the thing with Dante and Ray as well as my need to concentrate on my studies kept me from initiating a serious conversation with my lover. Truth is even had I felt like having a relationship talk I was too consumed with brotherhood studies to even think of what to say. When I wasn't in the pool or sleeping I was cramming...
I offer my most sincere apologies for dropping this story eight months ago! I've been incredibly busy with work but it's never far from my mind. Note: all persons in this story are the legal age or older. This is totally a product of my imagination! Hope to hear from you all! --------------------------------------------- Two loads of fresh, Vietnamese cum...
Back when I was in my mid-forties I decided to give in to my love of sucking cock despite being married. Before marriage I had one opportunity to suck a guy's cock when I was picked up at a bus stop late at night. I was at the bus stop after leaving a party too stoned to safely drive my car. An older guy who was cruising stopped and asked if I need a ride....
"S-sir...I assure you this is just a mis-misunderstanding...as soon as you let me free, I'll see to their pun-punishment!" Joel Lancaster surveyed the other man before him. Erin had been tied to Joel's very bed, hands bound by a scarf to the headboard and blindfolded. Joel was sitting on the edge of the bed, fingering the gag that had been previously held...
The two lovers lay side by side, each slowly entwining their limbs together. Each bringing their bodies closer, for the kiss. One a blond of shoulder length, with a smaller build, lithe but strong. The other with a raven mane of soft tresses, larger frame, but of smooth muscled form. The kiss was soft, slowly building in its sensitive caress of their lips....