"Got any plans for today?" Josh asked sleepily. He'd staggered back into the dorm at two in the morning the previous day, naked except for a nearly transparent g-string. His lovers had taken his pretty clothes and dropped him off to run the last few yards to the dorm in the near nude. The noise he made had woken up Taylor, who was feeling recharged after a...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: While each chapter is a story in its own right, you will probably enjoy this story much more if you have already read the series Chris Donaldson, as well as Chapters 1-5 of Mr. One Fifty-Eight. The characters' back stories are revealed there. All characters depicted in this story are over 18. ***** A gif of a young guy sucking a large cock...
James had read, and seen, porn about men who could change the world, and that's what he'd been doing last night. After a quick, and mostly unsatisfying, wank, he'd fallen asleep wishing that there was more of this type of porn for gay men; where was the fun in reading about unlimited possibilities if all the characters do is make everyone's tits bigger? Then...
[AN: I wrote this a while back but forgot to post it. This is probably the last part in this series but I welcome anyone to take it over. Any other hot mind control/hypnosis ideas you have I'm all ears for another one-shot or series. I hope you enjoy!] ***** Dylan walked in and shut the door behind him. It was taking every grain of my willpower to not deck...
The first few sentences might upset some people, but maybe some of the husbands will understand. Married 41 years,four kids and sexual intercourse about that many times. No,touchy feelie,kissy, huggy. On the few intercourse times, I had to put it in as she wouldn't touch it. So...then she died... and at 66 years old and alone I could finally walk around th...
Badger went with a smile on his face... © Alex Carr 2011/ As far as Badger was concerned I could have sucked cock all evening, it was just something about him, his stance, his charisma, everything that attracted me to him, there was me, laying on his tummy, pulling his ample cock back to touch his navel and me, just stretching it back to reveal the tempting...
Ben, Robert and Ian previously appeared in "Ben is Kept Under Control". It was late in the afternoon on a cold and wet Sunday in Toronto in October 1974 and I'd spent a dreary day doing backed-up laundry and cleaning my apartment when the phone rang. When I heard the voice on the line my mood instantly changed for the better. It was Robert calling from Lo...
Author's Note: Many thanks to your fellow readers' inspirational comments and up-votes, below is the second free-standing installment of the Working It Out series. I hope you enjoy reading it even half as much as I did writing it. ***** Normally, my morning commute is incredibly frustrating, what with all the traffic, texting drivers not aware of the gree...
"Gonna come over again, Bay-boi?" I want to, Denuck, I really do. Just tell me who Ben is and... "Ben?! What do you mean?" You called me Ben-boi once the last time...the first time I was over. I let it slide then, but it's been on my mind ever since. Look, just tell me it's none of my business and that's okay. Maybe you weren't into me and Bay and Ben are...
"Ok, Ok, I got one," Josh said. I was out with my friend Melissa and her new-ish boyfriend Josh, and we were three glasses of prosecco into a late brunch. The waitress was clearly hungover and didn't give a shit, service was winding down, and we were off in a corner gossiping and talking trash. The current topic: terrible first-date icebreaker questions. "B...