In this 5th installment, Dre has sex with a hot young wrestler and then...well you'll find out. This is not a gay incest story. This work is fiction, and a product of the author's fevered imagination. Thanks again to my editor Bill. I love hearing from my readers so leave a comment or sent me a message. Enjoy! ***** All lanes slowed to a crawl, this was no...
College wrestling is a tough sport. The practices are tough and dropping weight is a pain in the ass. Yet there was something I loved about it that I couldn't quite come to grips with. It all started with a weigh-in before the actual match. The way they work is that every guy on the team lines up one after the other with only their briefs on. Many want to s...
I can remember the first time I heard of a 'sin-eater'. I was thirteen and one of my friends, Charlie Williams, told me that he was the heir of a sin-eater. "What the hell is a sin-eater?" I'd asked and Charlie grew quiet, glancing through the tiny hole we cut in the refrigerator box that we were sharing as a fort and a breeze swept through the branches of...
"Did anyone follow us here?" Peter looked over his shoulder, face sweating. "No." The lobby door closed behind them, shutting out the steamy air from the parking lot. "Thank goodness for air conditioning." Peter mopped his face with a handkerchief he took from the breast pocket of his rumpled suit. The beaded moisture soaked into the cloth and left only a...
What started for me as a slip of the tongue resulted with my tongue tasting something I never thought it would. John was a casual acquaintance of mine. We had one common interest: old classic cars. One day he pulled up in my driveway in a 1964 Corvette in mint condition. John was a small but athletically built man. He had been a wrestler in high school. H...
Derrick Andrews sat at his desk as he had nearly every workday for the ten years he had worked at Trellis and Company. He was a systems engineer and made good money for doing work he felt a monkey could do at the business consulting firm. He made even better money for his employer. However, the work he was doing bored him to tears. In college he had been exc...
One's mind can play tricks when the brain is on overload the last week of the semester? Which is trick, and which is reality? Hard to say when one's in a fog, as I am. Here we three are again. It's about 1:00 am, and Tanner, Mitch and I are working away in the fraternity house dining room. Tonight's scene will undoubtedly repeat the last few nights. We'll b...
Bob watched his wife Jackie pull on her satin panties, the smooth fabric tightening over the curve of her hips and pulled taut over the globes of her ass cheeks. His cock, still slick from their morning in bed, pulsed back to life. She turned and smiled at him, her pouty lips drawn up under her aquiline nose, her tousled blonde hair, curling over her shoulde...
I pushed him against the wall and kissed his lips hard. He tasted delicious as I pressed into him. I shoved my hand into his bathing suit as he groaned into my kiss. I grasped his hard cock and jacked it a few times. I could feel the slickness of his precum on my hand. Suddenly, he shoved me against the other wall and tore away from me. He gripped the sides...
He felt the weight of his body pulling on his wrists where they were chained to the wall in the dungeon of the ritter's castle. His cheek rested against the clammy stone wall of the chamber. Still, though, the sweat was dripping down his brow and into his eyes. There was nothing he could do about that now. Von Rostock had left him, saying he'd be back after...