Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Hello guys and welcome to the eighth chapter of this great story. I know you guys have been eagerly waiting for this chapter for a long time but it is finally here. I would like to sincerely apologize for this late post. I am really sorry but I had to go to school because I am only an 18 year old and being a first y...
It was Sunday morning and I decided to text Drew, Aaron, and Kurt. [Shane]: Hey, guys. Since we haven't gotten together for a while and I miss you, how about doing breakfast or lunch? At least, that's what I told them. They didn't need to know the truth—Donovan was working and I needed to distract myself. It wasn't until I stepped out of the shower tha...
Chapter 3 - Meet The Family I awoke with the dawn's light streaming through the bedroom windows. The Friday sunrise was glorious. Tamam spooning me, we both were afflicted with the curse of morning wood. Naturally his was far more pronounced and currently resting between my butt cheeks, like a foot long hot dog in a coney roll. I slowly turned my head to lo...
Chapter 1 -- Fantasy Football My name is Ted and I run a fantasy football league with some friends of mine back in my college days and a few new people we added for a 20-team league. We meet every year for our face-to-face draft. There is no money involved, just a bunch of guys having fun. We are all very competitive and research the players, smack talk, an...
Thank you Susurrus for the help editing this monster. ***** Richard Michael Quail, Rich to his family and friends, Mr. Quail to his associates and adversaries, sat quietly at the round high top table beside his sexy, buxom wife and sipped on a fine 18 year old single malt scotch. They were both well dressed: she in an expensive blue designer dress which d...
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Sam woke up the next morning with his usual morning hard on. As he put his hand on his erection yesterday's events suddenly leapt to the forefront of his mind. He felt himself blushing as he was submerged with a wave of humiliation. He remembered he was going to be working in a gay porn shop for the foreseeable future, he remembered picking up an enormous di...
The two figures, looking handsome together, stood at the doorway of the rambling adobe house on the heights overlooking old Santa Fe. They were standing close together, silhouetted shadows as seen from inside the house, where, in the great room beyond the foyer, small groups of people gathered in proximity - but not too near - a long trestle table, drinking...
This story is the long awaited sequel to 'Pony Boy' and, if you haven't read that, then please do so first. Quite a bit of the story refers back to events in the first part and it won't make much sense if you read them out of order. And, of course, there are the usual disclaimers; anyone involved in sexual acts is over eighteen and we're all fictional. Ch...
PART EIGHT: CLOSE TO THE EDGE "Ahhh, I'm getting very close to the end now. I can feel it in my water. I reckon another couple of chapters will sew this story up. Anyway, in Chapter Eight Rayne gets to be the top for once. Thank you to everyone who has been so patient and stuck with this rambling epic, & especially for your lovely feedback. This is for you....