5.a: Video #5: the nude beach After another week where Sir had only inspected me, I was blazing with horny frustration. On Monday, when I scanned that week's code, I was hoping the next video would involve something, anything, to take the edge off. "GET SATURDAY OFF WORK. SCAN AGAIN FOR INSTRUCTIONS AFTER 9 AM SATURDAY." Well, that's an inconvenience! Doe...
Part One I met Teddy Azinger - "Zinger" to almost everyone who knew him - the first day of my freshman year in high school. Zinger was the BMOC from get go. He looked older than the rest of us, and he had the bluest eyes any of us had ever seen. They were shockingly, almost frighteningly, blue. If I had not known differently, I'd have thought they were fake...
This is related to Lightning In A Bottle. You do not need to read "LIAB" to understand "John Opens The Bottle," but you may want to. By way of background, you will see that John was not honest with Mace when they met. Mace was not John's first boy. In fact, Mace was not John's first love. This is the "LIAB" story from John's perspective, in truncated form....
This story involves acts of both sex and romance between consenting adult males, so if that's not allowed where you live then you should march in the streets. I'm releasing this story under Creative Commons by-sa-nc license, which means you can do pretty much whatever you want with it, as long as you give me credit and don't use it for commercial purposes of...
All characters contained within are entirely fictional; any similarity to any real or fictional person living or deceased is totally unintentional. Do not read this story if you do not enjoy reading about consensual sexual activities of an exhibitionist nature. Otherwise read on...... SUNDAY 10TH JANUARY 2010 Dear diary, this feels very strange indeed! I...
1-29-2015 I tossed the towel up over the shower door once my hair was fairly dry. It was raining outside, as it did so often here in the City, so I wasn't too concerned with the damp. My hat would keep my head warm, anyway. Looking down at the bed kept a smile on my face as I dressed. Looking at my face you wouldn't think I smiled all that much. It was a f...
The sky was a lifeless dome of swirling cotton, the same stark white as everything beneath it. It was drowning the world under a howling plague of white-winged locusts, blinding swarms that slowed my pace to a rumbling crawl. I'd found the highway somehow, heading south and east toward campus, on autopilot. I checked my rearview mirror every few miles for th...
This is a long story, it will take awhile to read. It is also very much a work of fiction, and a fantasy and as such it is NOT a reality based story in many of its details. It takes place in a world where there is no concern about STDs or nosy neighbours. It takes place in a country that recognizes gay marriage. However some of the details in the story are l...
The moment you've all been waiting for, Chapter 4 of Field of Blooms: Walking the Halls. As always my stories are gay themed and contain gay sex, except this chapter. Yes, I know you all are crush that there isn't any sex in this chapter. This is a building block chapter that really helps develop the story, don't worry I will make up for the lack of sex in t...
Chapter 1 "Hey, Tol, get your ass moving! I need to get home." Uncle Dan's voice boomed from behind me like an old-time radio baseball announcer. I could just imagine him lugging the giant cooler he brought his lunch and snacks in as he headed for his truck. He'd seen me and knowing that I was caught, even though there was nothing to catch me at, I felt a b...