He was back in town from boot camp before being shipped over. We met at the movies. He was in his uniform. His marine uniform. He was so breathtakingly handsome and masculine and military that my knees went weak. I have always had a weakness for uniforms. Police, military, whatever. We were both getting popcorn before the show, and how I wished that I coul...
The gray floor of the barracks filled the vision of Private Mark Davis as he crawled down the aisle between the two rows of bunk beds, using a small brush to scrub the tiles. He could feel the pattern of the tiles on his knees and his left forearm as he removed the dirt from the training grounds from the floor of his home for the last six months. This was no...
Since he had nothing important to do on such a cool and tranquil Saturday, Leo found himself in the perfect mood. He grabbed his notebook and left his house. The eighteen-year-old high school senior didn't have many friends to begin with, but it didn't bother him very much. He always enjoyed being alone. Being an aspiring writer in his spare time helped in s...
We live in a university town, my wife and I, and we live in a neighborhood within five blocks of the edge of that university. It's an affluent neighborhood, built on heavily wooded, well-manicured lots on the side of a ridge, with narrow streets running up and down and twisting here and there. Almost like the country, but a wealthy enclave right in the small...
Summary: Straight shy guy walks into an adult theatre in late 1980's. Note 1: Thanks to Robert, goamz86, and Wayne for editing. Note 2: All participants are at least 18-years-old. Birth of a Cock Sucker: 1980's Teen Who: Me, a young naive guy What: A story of how I learned I was a natural cock sucker Where: Toronto, Canada When: 1989 How: Wel...
* Doug * For my first morning in Austin, Todd and Aaron take me to a quaint little cafe for breakfast. That's how they describe it. Quaint. "You'll love this place, Dougie," Todd says enthusiastically. "It's so quaint." "Quaint" is not quite the word I would use myself. Maybe "gentrified." It's an old house that has been converted into a restaurant and som...
My name is Mike, I am a semi-pro footballer and this is the story of the final we played last year in our league . As it turned out we played it twice because the first game ended in a nil-all draw . It was a rugged , defensive slog most of the way through that first game and scoring chances were few and far between . I play on the right wing and I have a go...
:: Robby and Michael :: If someone were to have told Michael Winston that he would be this happy, he would have told him that he was crazy. He looked across the store and smiled. The tiny space was packed with people and he had been so busy that he realized that he was going to have to find a larger place. The publicity that he had received after the grand...
I paced around my apartment nervously, awaiting a notification on my phone. Part of me wanted no reply to come, part of me wanted it more than anything. What was I doing?! I'd already sucked Casey's cock - my first ever - just a few hours ago! How could I invite him over again?! Why?! Why were the naughty thoughts invading my mind again?! I knew why. Because...
I jerked off twice so my sex drive would be diminished and I wouldn't have to worry about making an ass of myself when I met with Ashley. But I needn't have worried. Ashley Moore was already wearing a Bikini swim-suit when he dropped his Levis. I had expected to finally get a look at his cock. So, needless to say, I was devastatingly disappointed. We'd gotte...