My head was jammed between a powerful thigh and a the rhymically heaving muscles of a hard stomach. My lips were pressed to the dark, oily skin of his belly, any brief respite in his breathing was the only chance of gasping for breath myself. How was this ebony Adonis able trap me so? My own tanned body had been oiled a long time ago, sweat had added to to t...
This story is a treasure memory. I took to the gym in my late teens, having been a fat kid. Fat kids were rare in those days. I guess that being more numerous now, perhaps there is less stigma attached to being "The fat kid", maybe not but when I see so many obese children waddling about the supermarket and I remember how much effort it has taken to recover...
Author's comment: Hello again! It's not necessary for you to read the first chapter of this story, but it would be advised to. Again, I appreciate very much the suggestions and feedback on the story, especially about the plot and the writing itself: English isn't my first language, so it's quite an effort for me to write a story fully, but still, I enjoy it...
Author's note: This story is also based on a request that I received via e-mail. The person making the request stated that he is French and that he enjoyed the gay life in France before moving to the U.S. He provided the fundamental story line and asked me to embellish it as the story developed. He said that he did attend college and work at a salon in Paris...
I woke up the next morning after a terrible night of sleep. I had to admit to myself that the spare room left something to be desired. The bed was firm to the point of painful, the room freezing cold, the blanket thin and itchy, and the pillow small and lumpy. Not only that but I was kept up from thinking about events of the prior day. My teenage nephew Rya...
My name is Chris and I like to work out with weights. I got tired of going to a gym with all the egos there, so I set up my own little workout area. I got a bench and a free weight set and placed them in my garage. One Saturday I was lifting when the next door neighbor came to the garage door. His name was Ryan. He was eighteen, tall and thin as a rail. "I...
The grocery store was practically empty. The only people I had seen in there all night were a few teenagers restocking the produce section, an old woman with a cart full of discounted cuts of meat, a cashier, and some young guy stocking shelves. Even though the supermarket was large enough for me to have navigated without seeing any of these people more than...
She smiled. It wasn't the devouring cat smile I'd seen so many times when she talked about the boys she trained, devoured, and kicked out. It was pleasure and kindness and a little hard certainty boring into me. I'd let her do me anytime. Maybe that's why we were friends all along. "Okay, David. I'll see you again. I want to admire your body and your collar...
Time will tell, I thought when I left the house earlier that day. My intentions were to just let the relationship, the friendship, be whatever it turned out to be. I was open to what felt comfortable to us both. Reggie had seemed to be surprisingly accommodating and comfortable with what happened between us so far. I returned home about 6 that evening. Reg...
Note: Chad and I must face our swim coach after he saw us having sex in the showers. You do not need to have read the first installment for this story. * Just as Chad and I were about to leave the locker room, holding hands, we heard our swim coach call us back saying he saw our whole sex display. I looked deeply into Chad's brown eyes to see a look of ap...