Aiden and I were twenty-two. Fast friends since we were sixteen. We'd grown up during the last days of the millenium. Over the years our friendship had been galvanized by differences we'd had, and had overcome. There were times when I dared to think it. I loved him--as a friend with my head, as a comrade with my heart, but also in a different way.... It w...
This is part 3 of the story. If you haven't read the other two I would suggest doing so to get the background. This part of the story will make more sense that way. ***** After David went into his room I fell into a deep sleep. I guess I was pretty tired from the activities and the endorphins that had been generated by the intense sexual excitement. Anyway...
I met Sam at work, his office was just down the hall from mine. We hit it off immediately and became fast friends. Every Monday morning Sam would stop in my office with a cup of coffee and tell me in detail of his weekend sexual adventures. Listening to his descriptions of his lovers and the positions, sex acts etc. always got me really hard. One Monday Sam...
Daddy's cock was buried in Casey's tight pink asshole and ready to explode. The boy had been riding him for almost an hour, rocking his pretty little hips and bouncing his perky ass up and down on Daddy's throbbing eight inches. "Don't stop, boy. Twerk that little ass. Show me how bad you want my cum." Casey's own cock was leaking precum all over Daddy's s...
My name is Tom and this is my story, of my first visit to Amsterdam; it all started at our usual Friday night pub meet in the centre of Manchester. I always looked forward to it as the guys there treated me as an equal. The usual heated discussion had started. This time was what we would do if we could get away together for a weekend. I said; let's all go...
It's funny, but after I gave Sam a very gay blowjob in front of his wife, I was satisfied. Even though I didn't cum, I was happy to leave, even with a fucking beautiful and fucking naked and fucking aroused Lisa in the same fucking bed as her spent husband and me. I gave her a gentlemanly kiss and went home, leaving the younger lovers to sleep together and p...
Sometimes I get an urge that takes control of me... I didn't even bother shaving my body, though I did flush my bowels. I slipped on my tight, cheap, bright-blue mini-dress after strapping on my fake DD tits. Not being able to wear 'high' heals, I put on the tallest pair I could wear. My Wife, Jean, put on a dab of make-up to make me look like as much of a...
I got to the triathlon just in time to see Tim transition from the bike to the run. I yelled to him, cheering him on. He didn't seem happy to see me. He did look sexy in his tight tri suit which showed off the bulge of his big cock. I thought that it would be awesome to suck it now, all sweaty and hot, and as he ran off I admired his tight, fit ass. I wait...
Emile watched them from the shadows in the pale moonlight. He had driven the limo slowly and sedately up St. Charles Street in New Orleans' fashionable Garden District, past majestic Second Empire Victorian houses. He looked for addresses as he glided down the tree-lined street in the dark of the night and eventually found the one he sought. Following the de...
DILEMMA ONE: Learning The Game This is Tristan. You would like Tristan. Tristan is a healthy gay boy, slim and active, with a voracious appetite for cock. He wears skinny-jeans that show his bulge to best advantage, and a short T-shirt that leaves his toned midriff bare. But Tristan is confused. Tristan wrestles with a conundrum he's unable to resolve. Li...