Hi, my name is Nick. I'm a gay 18 year old living in Milwaukee. I started going to the gym last summer just to get in shape-I had no idea that would be where I met my daddy. I was slightly muscular, with broad shoulders, petite pecs and sizeable biceps, complementing my 7-inch cut dick. I noticed daddy right away-he was in his mid-forties; his bulging bice...
"Now come over here, Rick," the host calls. "Stand right there." In nothing but a pair of bright blue shorts, I stand in the glare of the studio lights with the audience's eyes on my shredded torso. "Everyone, this is Rick." No it isn't. That name's just in the script. "Now check out those abs! Come on, give us a flex, Rick." I do, to an exaggerated chorus...
There has always been stories, fictional or mythological about monsters and beast of other worlds and realms. That in some of those stories, there were doorways for you to 'crossover' into that realm. I used to think that people who believed in those stories were childish and stupid. That is until I stumbled upon a doorway, into a fantasy realm. Humans that...
In a fit of insomnia, this story was born. It contains only sex between consenting adults and the main characters are both male. If this is not what you were looking for, I suggest a different story. There is no sex in this chapter but there will be wild, torrid sex in subsequent chapters. Comments are welcome and encouraged: How else will I know if this is...
Part 10 This continues the account of the five days and nights that studly 18 year old Mikey spends together with Mike, the 24-year old uncle he idolizes, and Mike's fascinating and beautiful 22-year old fiancée Alice. The beginning of their story is told in "Cross-Country with My Uncle," and continued by "Alice, My Uncle, and Me," day 1 and day 2, and Day...
The pickup truck pulled to a stop. I was in the front seat of a Ryan's car, on my stomach laying across the wide bench front seat of the pickup truck. My ass was sticking in the air and the high schooler's strong hand was on it, squeezing. My head was in Ryan's lap, licking up and down on his massive, mostly-erect, teenage cock. At the moment, I was playi...
Work was a bit like foreplay for me. I saw Matt around a bit, granted I kept an eye out for him, and made my way to go by his desk a few times. Matt was a bit on the short side. Nothing major, just a little below average. He had some significant pecs. Very prominent in the shirts he wore. He had a great ass, and that ass was accented by his boots. Like all r...
It was a sunny Saturday morning in June. I was jogging in the park near my place. The sun was starting to get hot against my skin. All around me, joggers were starting to lose their t-shirts to run bare-chested and enjoy the heat. The sight of all these lovely muscled guys was starting to excite me. I completed my running and decided to stop a few minutes o...
Lattimore stopped at corner of the cookhouse as he was crossing from the main house of his ranch outside Laramie, Wyoming, to the corral to train the quarter horse he'd bought on the last cattle drive to Omaha. He leaned on a fence and watched young Kit chopping wood. The young man was stripped to the waist while he chopped. Bulking up real good, Lattimore...
Pecs, located on University Ave in San Diego did not betray it's status as a gay bar when seen from outside. A green awning over a plain front door created the impression that it could be a biker joint. For someone seeking camaraderie without betraying preference it could be the perfect place to visit. Inside was a different scene altogether. A friendly cli...