The frigid river water enveloping my body shocked the senses more so as my unsubmerged head remained exposed to the scorching midday heat of the central Texas Hill Country. The dichotomy of sensations provided welcome respite from the vigorous summer hike over the verdant hills juxtaposed around the Sabinal River. My comrade "hiker-in-crime", Howard, a cons...
=== The first time I felt like I might be developing feelings for another man was the night when we'd gone out for a meal, and Marcus – my son's friend from university – made a joke that it was like I was Guy's boyfriend. We'd all laughed at the absurdity of the suggestion – after all, Guy and I are both divorced men, both outwardly straight for all intent...
When I woke up that morning, the odds of me shooting semen onto the face of one of my new teammates must have been at least one thousand to one. They always said I was lucky, but not that lucky. But it had happened. I pinched myself. I wasn't dreaming. "Sorry, I've made a bit of a mess of your face," I said, as Matt knelt on the floor with my dick in his ha...
Chapter 69: Kid's Day Out "Mmm..." Adam takes a deep breath as his senses slowly come into awareness. His body begins to stretch as he gives a straining moan, his foot stiffens and reaches outward until it came into contact with another foot. He looks to his side, and smiles as he sees the peeping eyes of his ever-loving boyfriend, "Mmm... Hey you..." He mu...
He came to me in the night. It was always in the night. In the daylight we both pretended that there was no nightly visitation. But he was highly sexed, and since my mom died, he came to me often at night. He waited until I'd turned eighteen, but after that, he came for me. "Dad . . ." I murmured, still only half awake. "Shush. Take this." I was on my bac...
*** "--------------------------" Chapter One: Home Alone with a Statute "--------------------------" Janie was home alone. Her husband was off on another lengthy business trip and she was so horny that at times she could not think straight. She stayed in bed and started rubbing her breasts. It felt so good that it was almost like being with her man on a...
What you're about to read: This is a work of historical fiction—recent history—inspired by actual accounts, so it's rather realistic though definitely fictional. The novel is built around themes I find erotic: captivity, sexual tension, male intimacy. However (disclaimer and spoiler), you won't find any full-blown sex here. This is the story of a queerly rom...
CHAPTER 1 Matthew Makepeace laid his final brick of the day and, in his usual meticulous fashion, pointed off the excess mortar from the course he had just finished. When Matthew had finished a piece of work, there was never any need to go back and point the joints as he always left everything perfect. Matthew was, as you must now have gathered, a brick- l...
The homeowner impatiently tapped his foot on the floor, looking at the clock on the wall, and then by habit looking at his wristwatch. It was already 7:30 in the morning. A man like himself wasn't much of a morning person. In fact, he would have preferred to have slept in today and just snore from morning till noon. But no, he had to be up early today. Today...
"Do me a great big favor. Go play in rush hour traffic." ~Linda Wilkinson to six year old son Shane~ * February 5, 2011 "Let's pluck his eyebrows completely off." "Not good enough. The slut would just draw them back on." "Hmmm, how about this, then? We kidnap him, take him to the hotel's salon then you hold him down while I give him a spray tan." "Ext...