* Jeff * Timothy and I hadn't seen or spoken to one another in more than six years. He still looked fantastic, impeccably dressed, with his beard close-trimmed. He was always fanatical about keeping his facial hair perfectly groomed, I remembered. He looked surprised and amused, and I suddenly realized I was standing almost naked in front of him. "Timothy!...
This is my first try at writing. Ever! So any constructive criticism is welcomed. More parts to the story will be hopefully finished soon - two more chapters are almost ready and I have ideas for a couple more. _______________________________________ Total control. Part 1 - Hooked It was late, I was horny and my husband was asleep. I knew he had an earl...
Marshall and Lee's sexual relationship didn't begin until Marshall turned eighteen. Lee's choice, not Marshall's. He wanted to be with Lee sooner, but Lee refused. "Gotta crawl before you can walk," he'd said in his laconic way. Marshall didn't even understand what that meant, but his objections got him nowhere. He considered himself lucky Lee didn't punis...
You've been watching me. I can see you from the cornet of my eye in class, when I wear my brown leather flip-flops in Summer. You can't tear your eyes off of my half bare feet, with their nice olive tan and big, square toes. Thick, manly toes that you'd die to set your lips on, I know it. Every time I stretch out my legs in the aisle between our desks, or...
In the wee, small hours of the morning, Clayton Smithers woke up with an urgent need to urinate, so he slipped out of his lower bunk and used the urinal in the back of the cell. After flushing it and washing his hands, he started to return to his bunk. His ass was still a little bit sore, but very pleasantly so, because it reminded him of the great fucking h...
I was 19 years old, and a good friend of mine and I were very close. I liked him a lot. Part of me thought about him all the time and I was sure that I liked him in a much different way. I liked girls and had "dated" a few, kissed but hadn't had sex with them, but Frank was different. He and I laughed together, hung out together, fished together, and spent a...
Part 3: My ass, my mouth, my job No, the guidance counselor didn't fuck me. Though, I would have let him. But, that says more about me than it does about him. What he did do was praise my on stage performance and say I the most enthusiastic "volunteer" so far. He complimented my dick taking abilities and described how my life would be from there on out. Th...
Thank you all who have been reading and following along. I always appreciate getting feedback. It helps with becoming a better writer and it's always an ego boost, so feel free to reach out. I will always respond! The usual spiel: This isn't a stroke story, (more porn with plot.) Be warned, it's very long. 33+ chapters, and many sexless ones to come before...
You are a middle aged Asian man (Indian sub continent). Down to earth, unglamorous and overweight but attractive in your own way and possessing a natural masculinity. I am a white British man fascinated by what to you is perfectly ordinary but to me is exotic and exciting: your brown body. You have a masterful tendency. I have a submissive streak that makes...
This is my first published story. If you are under eighteen or don't like two men in love, don't read this. The story does take a while to get to the sex part, so if that's the only reason you're here, you can skip to the end. Enjoy, and please comment! ***** As Terry Bane pulled into the driveway of a familiar cabin in western Montana, he wondered whether...