I was finishing up the dishes when I looked through the window over the sink and saw Joe in the backyard. He was tugging on the new tire swing I'd attached to the old maple tree in the back yard as a surprise. He looked concerned, as he tentatively leaned his weight against it, and I chuckled to myself at his unease. I ducked my head and watched as he steppe...
I must have dozed off. The answering machine had already picked up by the time I absorbed the knowledge that the phone was ringing. The buzzer beeped and the message started. "Hi guys," a very familiar low voice spoke out from the box. "It's me. I don't know what you two are up to that has you so busy you can't pick up... Or wait, maybe I do, but let's not...
(Please note: This chapter is technically two chapters combined into one to serve as an ample introduction, so it'll be lengthier and have less sexual content than future chapters.) ~ ~ ~ Coming to the gym early in the morning was the best decision we could have made for ourselves. Sure, it's much quieter and there are less people potentially minding our b...
Don't Call Me Pantyboy I couldn't believe my ears. I shouted at my roommate: "What are you saying? Are you accusing me of wearing women's panties? Are you saying I LIKE wearing women's panties? I wear MEN'S briefs -- and they're COTTON!!" He smirks and says, "You know, John, teenage girls wear red cotton panties too!" I am apoplectic. My face as red as...
Autumn was closing in; the nights were getting cooler although the days were still warm. I had come into town to meet with a new client, a farm supply business that had been in the same family for three generations. The current owner had told me that the business was a mess. That was severely understating the problem. As I came out of the business's doorwa...
My mouth was filled with warm, throbbing cock-flesh, but my gaze was trained on Sparkle-Eyes. I wasn't staring at him really; it was more surreptitious glances now and again. He was sitting a few feet away watching me suck his men's cocks with a bemused expression on his face, a wistful look in his eyes. That he was going to miss me when he handed me over...
PATRICK INGRAM-LEWIS - OLIVER'S FATHER A Homoerotic Short Story By Jason Land FOREWORD Subsequent to publishing the first story in the chronicles of the Ingram-Lewis family, the present Headmaster of Rigby School, having read the first account, kindly gave me access to documents from the school archives which throw a somewhat different light on the scho...
The next week was very busy for both Evan and Craig, and most nights they simply got into bed, exhausted from heat and stress, too tired to do anything but cuddle. On the Friday he was going to leave for Laguna, Evan left very early in the morning, kissing a sleepy Craig goodbye before getting in his cruiser and heading downtown. It was 6:00, and for an h...
Author's Note: This story is for the Earth Day Story Contest 2012 so please, please, please don't be hesitant with your votes. Or your criticism. Either one works for me. Thank you so much!! I hope you enjoy! Hugs and Kisses! VampGirl. ****** ~*~Day One~*~ I slapped a mosquito getting ready to greedily begin draining my precious blood supply. Were the...
I always sit close to the new boy on the sofa, and while I am advising and lecturing him, my hand will occasionally rest on his shoulders; sometimes gently stroke the back of his neck; then move to his thigh, first giving it a friendly squeeze then very softly, trace my fingertips back-and-forth over his inner thigh. "You know I'm not gay, right?" said the...