I knew about a restroom on the ground floor of a building at a local university that was used by men for sex. I had even sucked some cock there and shot a few loads, myself, down a willing throat or two. I was feeling froggy one night when I was there, and I checked out the place. There was a guy in a stall, so I decided to take a risk. I got into the stall...
The farmhouse was a 1950s tract house, dropped into the wilderness. The man in camo fatigues made Tom take the lead through the back door, across the kitchen, and down the stairs to the basement. The space at the foot of the stairs was a laundry room, with a washer, dryer, and a big wash basin. The rest of the basement was walled off, with sheet metal doors...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** I sat in my parents' living room, waiting for Dad to finish getting ready for dinner at the Fountain Rock. On the way home, Dad said it was a date. I couldn't stop my head from spinning. All of this seemed to be a bit too easy. Or, was I over thinking things? Just last night, Dad...
Dylan woke the next morning with the sun shining onto his face. He was still in shock from his dream, how real it was. Kyle had already gotten out of bed and left the room. Dylan just laid there for a bit stretching before forcing himself to get up. He went into Kyle's bathroom to rinse his face and looked in the mirror. Dylan had the worst case of bed head...
He waited on the pier for thirty minutes, and she still didn't arrive. Nick stayed by himself as he leaned against the railing, hoping for his girlfriend to give him a good reason why she was late. He kept his smartphone in his hand in anticipation of her giving him either a call or a text message. The eighteen-year-old man truly wanted to spend the entire S...
The night began to lighten, and I awoke to Jake's heavy breathing. He wasn't snoring. Just breathing loudly. He looked so adorable. I never thought I could look at a man like how I looked at him. Under our sheets I laid in his arms and massaged his dick. I know where it was last night. I didn't care. I still wanted him. Best of all, my bum felt no pain. I wa...
At the age of twenty four, Nicholas stood six foot, his body shaped like a Greek athlete. His supple muscles and tanned body made a woman watching him ache for a date with him. But after a recent bad relationship, Robert wasn't looking for a relationship. His twin brother had introduced him to the world of homosexuality years before, and though Robert wasn't...
Ben sighed impatiently as he wheeled his shopping cart around the small grocery store around the corner from his apartment. He tossed a few random items into his cart, eyes constantly scanning, taking in everything--and everyone--around him. He needed something to satisfy his craving. Nothing in his cart. He was hungry, but it wasn't for food. Instead, he w...
As I drove home, my asshole had stopped hurting, but burned like someone was still shoving a red hot poker in and out of it. My ass cheeks were separated by what felt like a golf ball between them. I couldn't believe Jim had taken me like that. Thank god it was the weekend, I needed the time to try to get my ass back in shape. Saturday morning, still feelin...
Stefan almost had me that warm afternoon in the summer pavilion of the Eisler country house in the Vienna Woods. We had played two sets of tennis, stripped down to our shorts in the unusual August heat on the mountainside above Vienna, and I knew by the way he looked at me that he wanted me. And, truth be told, I think I wanted him as well. I'd always had th...