Stefan Riley was by far the hottest guy in Professor Davies physics class. Built like an athlete, with the face of a model, he was a perfect specimen. But, the best thing about Stefan in Professor Davies opinion was his smell. Professor Davis had a scent kink since he was a young man. Now forty years old, his love for man stink was still strong as ever. No...
I let him buy me a drink at the beach bar—and then another and another—because he had those big tuffs of hair in his pits. I found that intriguing—and arousing. He was a good-looking guy, probably a stevedore or something on vacation, because he was built solid like a tank. But he was also virtually hairless everywhere else I could see, including billiard cu...
I pass you in the store and you go unnoticed, blending with the other shoppers and carts. Unexceptional to look at, a part of the scenery in the grocery aisle. Casually dressed in faded jeans, T-shirt and sandals, hair amiss, a days growth of beard, I pass you and you go unnoticed. Until you have gone, leaving the trail of your essence wafting on the subtl...
The first time, he was dressed in a Santa suit, ringing the bell at the mall. His thick black goatee and mustache had just a bit of silver, and he looked like a Santa I'd like to have come down my chimney on a cold winter's night. I'd offer him some cookies and eggnog, and invite him to stay by the fire with me, and then some. I threw a couple of bucks in th...
So, Tommy, Tom, has filled you in for a couple of chapters on how our first time has been going. At eighteen, a year younger than me, he is every bit my equal in the desire to make our time together a lasting one. "Sorry about the one towel thing, Tommy." Guess I should have done some laundry before my folks left for the weekend. Anyway, I thought I would t...
Conclusion I was exhausted that night. There was nothing I wanted to do more than sleep, but I lay there, naked, in the bed in my hotel room, my adrenaline flowing and my mind working lickety-split. At nearly 3:00 in the morning, in the darkest and most silent hour of the Washington, D.C., night, I heard the click of the hotel room door lock in answer to a...
Jason reed stared out of the plane window over the lush tropical landscape below. He was excited about his vacation/leave in southern Mexico at a beach resort he had booked 6 months previously as a present to himself for completing his military service contract. Jason was 28 years old and a typical blond haired blue eyed American about 5'10 and about 200 lb...
We were still being battered by the storm well past the supper hour. Everyone was doing his best to cope with the turmoil caused by the constant motion of the ship. I heard reports from the corpsmen of men being tossed from their bunks because they failed to secure themselves sufficiently. So far no serious injuries of any sort. As I retired to my night cab...
2. My Master This is a true story and all normal disclaimers apply. All sex is between people of legal age. Kyle went about a week of not mentioning the night that I had sucked his dick before he brought it up. It was just the two of us drinking in his room and watching Bad Santa when he made the first mention of it. I had been taking my cues from him and...
Brent walked into the boys lockerroom and took a deep breath. Immediately his nose was assaulted with the rank odours of the sweaty college jocks who frequented the lockerroom. Brent found comfort in the smells, as it was an ever present odour on the football field, and it reminded him of the many games he and his buddies had won and lost together. But, Bren...