He arrived back at the hotel, tired from hours of meeting with dark suits and overly serious faces. He was looking forward to a bath, a glass of wine, and the anticipation of his visitor. He handed the front desk an envelope with instructions and a name written on the front. Inside was a room key. He entered his hotel room, sat his briefcase on the desk and...
I am driving back to my apartment, deep in thought, after a week-long vacation in Italy. The time there was a wonderful distraction from my realities. It is late in my life. I need to face and attack some remaining issues head-on...before they attack me! My hand moves of its own accord to rest, palm up, near your leg. You place your palm on mine and our fing...
This story is set in India, and I've tried to incorporate Indian style of writing, which involves rich imagery. If it hasn't worked out well, it's the shortcomings of my writing, rather than the style itself. It's almost a true story, and hope you enjoy it. Rate and comment. ******************** The rhythmic rumble of thunder rolls into my dorm room bring...
It's been almost three years since Jay was a senior in high school. Going to a simple community college, he still held his dream close to my heart: being an English Teacher. Whenever he thought of the idea, a certain "special" someone came to mind. He was Jay's English teacher, probably the best teacher he ever had. Although he wasn't the best worker out th...
The drive home from the pool was a very scenic one. I took Matt along a quieter back road, one that ran the span of the river near my home. It gave us more time to relax and unwind. There were no traffic lights, just large expanses of farms, workers in the fields and a few summer cyclists and walkers along the banks. The roof was down, the wind rushed thro...
The last free summer was a lie. Nothing is free, summer came with work and expectations and work, I actually didn't mind the work I was making money and got a great tan. Home maintenance; yards, pools, painting, generally all the dirty stuff people hate to do, couldn't do without a little help or thought a little help was worth paying for. I was happy to b...
Me and and my pal Brian decided to take a vacation trip out to this national park over in Mississippi. We rented a cabin, got our gear together, and packed up that Sunday morning. Now, Brian was a big fella. Pretty gruff, big belly, hairy arms, stocky and strong, thick brown goatee. To say the least, he was intimidating. Pretty much the poster child for mas...
The day I really learned to fuck a love anus. I had made a couple of hookups, before meeting Jay, but they were mostly, cuddle, kiss, and blowjob sessions. If I was lucky, I might get a 69 out of it. So, Jay wasn't my first male sex encounter, but he sure was the most interesting. He was well educated and somewhat debonair. He had a soft approach to sex th...
I don't think he recognized me, but I certainly recognized him. I shook his hand and immediately a flood of memories came back to me. His apartment, his fit body, his massive cut cock, his sweet cum down my throat. It was my first day at a new job and I was introduced to a variety of folks -- all of them new to me except for James. Had I never met him, Jame...
I had seen him more than once, I went to the local tourist spot to check out the hot guys, he caught my attention immediately, he had a great presence, he stood tall and commanding, being he was maybe five foot nine, he was muscular and had a face you could not forget, with his five o'clock shadow, his sandy brown hair, the chiseled face, his chin, the jaw l...