Paul M. Rexer headed into the kitchen in yesterday's cotton trunks. He didn't have any fresh underwear with him. Or clothes. Or much else for that matter. He hadn't expected to see the cutie from work in the street. Hadn't expected to go for lunch, or to spend the afternoon hanging out, and certainly hadn't expected dinner to be part of the equation. And th...
Chase Denwitty had moved into his downtown apartment exactly one month before the world changed. He was a single, good-looking 25-year-old guy, working a promising new job at a digital marketing firm, after two grueling years working temp spots and building up a resume. He'd snagged a killer apartment with two male roommates in a three-story apartment righ...
It seemed like we stared at each other forever, although it was probably only a few seconds. Still, the eye contact was long enough for Evan to be weirded out by my flabbergasted expression that was no doubt painting my face. If he was indeed weirded out, though, he didn't let on because he didn't break eye contact. Now, you might think it was a 'romantic mo...
It's a late Friday night and I'm feeling it bad, making the rounds with my pool cue, lookin' for a game and some possible action. The local place, Lefty's is about half full but not too jumping. No one at the table. Well, hell If you ain't got no one to play with, you might as well play with yourself. I move to the table and rack for a solitary game of 8-ba...
Chapter 7- Their perfect weekend comes to a close. AIDEN I woke up to the feeling of Carter rubbing my leg. I slowly opened my eyes to see him kneeling between my legs, gently feeling my thighs. Seeing me get up, he leaned in for a kiss and spoke, "Finally. Good morning little bro." I rubbed my eyes and replied, "How long have you been up?" He thought...
At Eighteen years and three months old my mind only ever focused on two things. Football and sex. Not that I was having any sex. Some of my friends were no longer virgins well they claimed not to be, but word on the around town was that putting my dick into a vagina would solve all my problems. My best friend Trim and I were in the same boat. All we wanted...
It was a warm late March day - the Monday after St. Paddy's Day - and my wife and I were walking the dog when she looked down and said "Is that a wallet?" Sure enough there was a leather wallet against the curb. We figured it must have fallen out of a coat or something when someone was getting into or out of a car. It recently rained, so the color blended r...
In Part 1 we meet 20-something Brian (still processing an old but nasty break-up with his ex-girlfriend) and his gay friend Mark, as Brian shares a story he's never told anyone. "Hey Brian, this is Mark. Had to get a new phone, so save this number. Wyd 2nite?" Do I answer honestly? Do I tell him that I'm laying in bed and furiously jerking it to a black gi...
This is my first attempt at a story so I'll appreciate any pointers to make the sequels better. Hope you like it. Disclaimer: there's a lot of Non-consent situations. Every character is over 18y/o. ----------------------------------------- My name is Ty Thomas. I'm tall, blonde and toned; I have a visible six-pack and great biceps for my slim frame. I had...
Part Two Chief's Lake I Now that Wetzel understood how he should act; I told him he was going fishing with me the next weekend. On this trip, I wanted to more than touch him----I wanted to suck his beautiful, tender dick while I held his firm, ass in my hands. I wanted his churning balls in my mouth and to lick his shaft clean as wave after wave of his cu...