"BZZZZZT!..........BZZZZZZT!" I awoke to the sound of the alarm going off in Sven's room. I had slept like a log and never woke up once throughout the night. In fact, I felt like I was lying in the same position I was in when I first lay down last night. I'm not surprised I hadn't move during the night; Sven had fucked my boy-pussy and mouth repeatedly until...
This is a follow up to my other story Couple's Massage. Mack's wife Stacey leaves for a weekend and I stay with him to pick up the slack in their normal sexual activities. This could probably go in a couple of different categories. I chose to go with Gay Male because the vast majority of the sexual activity is Male in Male. Thanks to CuriousKnight for yo...
Young Billy landed in Charleston, South Carolina, by ship, at his uncle's own wharf, Brown's wharf, at the Cooper River foot of Queen Street. He was surprised to find that it was a lot warmer in Charleston in late October than it was in Massachusetts. And after coming from the more staid Boston, he was also taken with the frivolity he found here; it was the...
My great grandfather built a cabin on a small lake for he and his new bride. It was an actual log cabin, complete with pot bellied stove and stone fireplace. My grandfather modernized it some, adding indoor plumbing and electricity. Then my father did even more. Including adding a second bedroom and modern kitchen. Throughout all this modernization, they ma...
This is the story of a late bloomer...a kid that never had much to do with anything sexual all the way into his late teens. I am sure there are a lot like me out there, but most of us are too embarrassed to admit how long it took for us to reach full sexual awareness. I guess it depends on your upbringing and where you grow up and who you happen to grow up w...
After beating me yet again, Tony grinned wide and gave me a hard time as he gathered my money. "Cold streak, Chris?" I just rolled my eyes. The last four or five weeks had been miserable. I really was on a cold streak. I hadn't won once but, honestly, that was the least of my concerns. I felt uncomfortable every time we got together for our weekly poker ni...
About 18 months ago my office friends and I began a tradition of getting together Fridays after work once a month to play poker or pool and just generally hang out. Occasionally, one or more of my coworkers would stay at my place afterward if the hour was late and they did not want to drive home to their respective wives. Kevin and Mike always spent the ni...
This is a continuation of my first story "three bears use me"... ***** It had been about a week since our "poker party" when a small package showed up at my house. Inside was a dvd from the leader of my bear group of friends, Bob. Bob included a letter complimenting me on what a hot night we had and how him and his friends couldn't wait for me to visit th...
This is my first story. The story is factious. The names have been changed to protect anyone that might think I am talking about them. * It all happens by mistake.... I was driving home and notice the U-Haul truck at the neighbors unloading there worldly goods. It was a typical family, a couple of kids a dog and boat. They were trying to unload a sofa s...
We had all gone away for a month, us six guys: Ray, Mike, John, Matthew, Paul and myself. It was supposed to be a bonding thing. We were in the heart of the countryside, staying in Paul's family's holiday home. It was miles from anywhere and it was going to be our last group outing together before Ray got married. To begin with it was fun. Just the six of...