"I'm off to the grocery store, Ricky. Anything special you want?" "Hey, give me a couple of minutes to get out of this file and I'll go with you, Mom." "No, that's OK. You need to finish your homework. I'm gonna stop and get my hair cut too, and there'd be nothing for you to do but kick around the mall. And you know they're cracking down on teenage loiters...
Ah, finally the week was over. Jimmy had some idea of keeping this special. Friday evening, he thought he'd go round to his flat and spend the weekend there. What could go wrong? He just didn't want to spend the weekend in his boarding school. He was an adventurous sort. A boy, eighteen. And truly adventurous. He didn't like the way everyone thought of him...
After Scott's intense three way with Tom and Ben, he walked around with a constant erection which could barely be contained by his khakis and boxers. Memorial Day weekend had been particularly rough for him, as his wife was out of town visiting her relatives and wouldn't be back until Wednesday. When he reported to school on Tuesday morning, Scott was more t...
"This is Claude, Claude Barbier, Neal. He'll be living with us this summer. He's a concert pianist. French." "I've heard interesting things about you, young man," the Frenchman said. "I'm looking forward to getting to know you better." This was how I was greeted coming off the train in Gunzenhausen, an ancient Bavarian town on a large lake, Muhr am See, be...
"Oh, migawd! You keep that up, I'm going to blow my nuts!" I looked up at Bob's face. His eyes were closed. His nostrils flared as he pinched his nipples. His cock filled my mouth. He was serious about blowing his nuts. His cockshaft seemed to become more rigid and swell in my mouth. I didn't want him to cum yet. I clamped a thumb and forefinger tightly aro...
David had suspected for some time that, like him, his next door neighbour was interested in men. In his early 60s, John was a couple of years younger and lived alone and, as far as he knew, was not married and never had been. They had been neighbours for some years and got on well, chatting over the fence from time to time but generally keeping themselves t...
The cook had fed us with steak and cleaned up and left, leaving the two of us alone. My host put some soft music on and lit the fire. The wine had been excellent and I was feeling it in my head. The white bear-skin rug in front of the fire looked so inviting, and I wanted my head to stop spinning, so I laid down on that on my belly, facing the fire, staring...
Chapter 3: Thursday Afternoon at Tim's Place While I pedaled over to Tim's place, my mind was full of thoughts about what was likely to happen. How would things get started? Who would make the first move? What would the first move be? Would he let me suck his cock? How should I do it? Should I let him shoot off in my mouth? What would it taste like? Should...
In August Stephen moved to Auckland to take up a fantastic career opportunity. Native to Newcastle, about 3 hours north of Sydney, Australia, he didn't know many people other than his colleagues, and while he found Auckland an interesting city, the evenings were lonely without anyone to spend them with. Potential friends came and went, but the romantic side...
"Beautiful, Beautiful. Hold, right there..." Sasha Yarlbroughvr vibrated with excitement as he captured frame after frame of perfection on his Nikon D2H. He'd had his eye on this particular piece of eye candy for the last year and now he had his chance. He would not waste this opportunity. Sasha eyed the impressive bulge covered by wet jeans and vowed to h...