© 2014 by R. Keith Peck He lights up the joint he'd been fingering the moment he steps off the bus, even before the other riders dispersed Looks of horror are fired his way. Doesn't he know where this is? This isn't Denver. This isn't the inner city. This is suburbia. We're normal! A mother with a Greenpeace handbag clutched her fifth-grader's shoulder and...
As Brad walked down the streets of the Interracial Love section with Kevin, he noticed a black man frozen in place. "Kevin, why is that man not moving?" "Oh, that's what happens when an Author pulls a George R.R. Martin and doesn't update his or her stories in a while." Kevin pointed left. "That way leads to the Anal section. The Maxwell version of 'This W...
Handsome Rex Davenport soaked his fit six-foot body in a nearly full tub just before having to get ready for work. It was Halloween and this ginger-haired 40 year-old had a fascinating evening ahead of him. This special night had all been suggested and planned by his dear sex mentor Lorna, a hot MILF who had launched herself headlong into his life in just a...
"So the room is three-hundred-fifty bucks a month?" Luke found it a little hard to believe. The house was located on a quiet residential street, close to the bus stop for excursions into town, and only a ten-minute walk to the university. The room he was looking at was spacious and fully furnished. It was perfect. "Aside from the room, you share the kitche...
(gay prostitution, age difference, gay interracial, tough times, street rent-boys, car sex, fake cops, gay anal, rough gay sex, historical) [There is no under-18 sex activity in this story.] Jimmy grimaced and let out a gasp as the cock bulb breached his sphincter and the rest of the cock followed it up into his channel. He looked over at the wad of bills—...
Zayd again...using my mouth for his pleasure. I have grown so lonely in my solitary confinement I look forward to his visits...in fact, I don't know how or why, but I have developed an uncanny sense for anticipating his arrival. Every morning I awake seconds before I hear the door creak open. I am already on my knees, back straight, head held high, when he...
It was in my late 50s that I began to seriously think about having sex with other older men. You get tired of trying to be who you used to be. You're older, less energetic, fatter, slower to cum, less all-round attractive. So you have to let go of things you used to do and assume. I stopped looking at pictures of young, good-condition bodies and started look...
His wife and two children had been gone for nearly a week; it was their annual summer trip to visit her mother in North Carolina. They would be gone another two weeks and he had no idea what to do with his time outside of work. Today was a bit different for him. It was Saturday and he had some honey-do's to take care of out in the yard. His normal helper Ma...
Hi all, this story is a little preachy but it works for me. Hope you like it and as always, comment and rate. Also, the Dorothy Parker poem is called Resume and the words that God speaks are not actually the oldest line from the oldest book. You'll understand later on. Thanks!! There were many statues in the park. Statues of governors and mayors from long a...
It was early in the morning the camp ground was quiet, and almost empty. The sun still hadn't risen and there was a light dew on the ground. Martin wanted to wash up and wasn't ashamed of his body and knew there ere only a few others sharing the secluded camping area with him, all of them around his age and he doubted any of them would be offended by his nak...