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Exploring a New Store

by TerriC on Nov 18, 2019
Gay Male

"I don't know how he did it, every day in those white tights." I thought to myself, as I pulled a pair of tights up my legs. The semi opaque white spandex stretched around my hardening cock. How the actor who played Robin, in the '66 Batman tv show, wore those tights without walking around hard all day, I'd never know. A wet spot forming on my tights as I sl...

Appalachian Trail

by sr71plt on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

I'm not all that sure how I got roped into going to Ken's daughter's place up on Blue Mountain near Front Royal. It was something about the Appalachian Trail, though, I'm sure. We were sitting at the bar at Scotties, a truck stop bar in Opal where Route 17 breaks off east from Route 29, south of Washington, D.C., to go over to Fredericksburg and the Eastern...

Furry

by lexxjld on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

(by horny_dad or lexxjld on some sites) * Malcolm woke with a terrible start, convinced that something had touched him. All around him was blackness -- the deep impenetrable blackness of a moonless, starless night in a room with its heavy opaque curtains drawn. It was so black he could almost feel the atmosphere round him, and wondered for a moment if that...

Carnal Knowledge in Corporate America

by hardworker on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Go through downtown in any major city and you see them, those glass boxes. They are the modern cathedrals to capitalism where investment banks, law firms, corporate headquarters and the like tower over the rest of their respective communities, lording their strength and influence. Interesting that they are called glass boxes since one ordinarily associates g...

First and Only

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

"Yes, hold just like that, please. You pose well." "As well I should," Philip answered as he put an arm up to lean on the frame of the door out to the balcony. All he was wearing was an opaque dress shirt, unbuttoned and gaping open, which was made even more opaque—luminous even—by the backlighting of the sun beyond the balcony of the eleventh-floor, Darlin...

Bobby Ch. 02

by skinnysailor on Jun 5, 2019
Gay Male

It had been several weeks since twenty six year old Bobby came to live with Mommy, Daddy and Kitten. He was fitting into the family. He and Kitten helped the servants. Unless dining with Mommy and Daddy they ate with the servants. Usually he and Kitten chose their own cloths, but today Mommy chose what she wanted them to wear. Kitten wore a long sleeve hig...

Lebanon Hostage Ch. 02

by talestitcher on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

* * * * * * * * * * * * * Note to the webmaster: Please include the "What you're about to read" note, the chapter title, and the dates in parentheses (March-May 1986) in the body of the story, as they appear below. (You formatted the previous chapter in this series in the same way when you posted it online.) There are a number of italicized words in the bo...

Death on the Rhine Ch. 05

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The blue and gold of the Alexander lounge turned into scarlet and gold of the Hephaestion club as the American detective, Clint Folsom, and the German police inspector, Sigmund Frist, descended into an area that took perhaps a third of the room of the lounge above it but that held quite a few banquette-style seating areas on three tiers going down to a small...

The Steam Room Ch. 02

by KawGuy on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

My name is Conner, I'm a business traveler and I like to get off with other men. Although, I'm not totally gay, you could technically call me a bisexual. I'm middle age and in good shape. I have pretty good luck picking up good looking men in hotels, bars and gyms. One night last week, I took the long flight to the east coast and made my way to the hotel. A...

Personal Trainer

by pornoperson on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

It was my first job out of college. I was a faceless wheel in the cog of Capitalism. The office I shared with a handful of other slackers was separated from the rest company by both attitude and distance as we were about half a block away from the rest of the offices. The only thing that united us was the crappy intranet site we logged into each morning. It...