Lou's car pulled up to the pair of dim spaces at the side of a small white service station. At least, Chris thought it had been white at one time. Dust, exhaust fumes from the single repair bay, cigarette smoke, and god only knew what else had dulled and muddled the exterior paint since its 1940s completion. The lack of illumination didn't help, either. One...
Ben is hot. It's no secret. He knows it, and he knows everybody else knows it. He is cocky but that does not change the fact that every girl we know seems to want to have sex with him. We had already been friends for about 4 years and had lived together for one year when I realized I was into Ben. It was a dream I had in which Ben was telling me to suck hi...
He is naked before me. His gym toned body is tan and beautiful. I love to see his muscles work. They writhe like ropes under his warm and smooth skin. His green eyes meet mine. He cannot contain his smile. I love turning him on. I am in a black thong. He loves the way is accents my ass and hips. I am dancing for him to Pink's "Get this party started." The...
Tues September 9 1988 11:08 pm Welcome to the Jungle. Had a dream last night. Like some of the ones I've had before, but different because HE was there. I walk into the shower room and it's like a SEA of cocks and hairy balls and ass cheeks. I can't see anyone's faces, only their dicks, and they're all hard and pointing at me. I feel like I'm in a pond and...
The week after we returned from our trip, Mark announced that he wanted to move in with Julie. While he didn't want to leave Justin without a roommate, Julie was about to sign a new lease and this would be a good time for them to start living together. I had saved up enough money for a car and was working enough hours that my parents actually suggested I ta...
So far, I have been very lucky with my adventures. The next time would be no different. I had to drive my daughter to a friends house, for a birthday sleepover, that was about 30 miles from my house. It was the weekend, and I had been doing some work around the house, and was all sweaty, so I decided to take a shower before we left. When I got out I threw o...
Zach Kirby, Phil M, Nik Savij, Miles, Jon Purkis, Craig Browning, Shaun Richardson This story was undertaken as a request from a friend. Hope you like... It was a damp September evening, and Zach was looking smart in his black trousers and white shirt, finished off with a pastel blue tie. He was off for a couple drinks with some colleagues from work to cel...
I started my shift with a cup of coffee and an introduction to my task schedule. As someone with a medical degree, I knew I would have more duties than the average prison volunteer (especially since I had a twelve-hour night shift) but part of me was looking forward to it. I had wasted too much time trying to be a New Jersey mafia bad-ass, maybe South Dakota...
The first time I met Noah Redflower I'd assumed he was a volunteer. He sat on the front steps of the memorial prison hospice clinic, wrapped in a blanket despite the South Dakota afternoon heat. He was young, tan, with the typical long hair of a Lakota native. "I'm Marc," I said, holding out my hand. I had a black eye and a swollen cheek, part of the reason...
It was a warm day in July. Standing along a harborfront near the ferry terminal in a light blue polo shirt, a pair of tan shorts that hugged me just slightly and Birkenstock sandals on my feet, I might have looked like any other twenty-two-year-old gay man waiting for someone on a summer night. I looked out at the Atlantic Ocean and appreciated the vast be...