It can be difficult doing business in the Caribbean region, and that's what Suriname regards itself as. It used to be Dutch Guiana and it is on the northern coast of South America, so yes, technically it's touching the Caribbean. But it is not an island and it doesn't even have beaches, just mud and mangrove trees which protect the land from erosion. It als...
*All characters are 18+* The town of Haven was very quiet at this hour. A few of the shops were open, such as the blacksmith's and the dry goods store and the textile shop. But even those shops were lazy, chatting with a wife here to pick up a few essentials, working slowly around the store, or sitting in front, enjoying the rare March sunshine. All of the...
Chapter 01: Matt Seeks Help Coming Out On the surface Matt and Brad seemed an unlikely pair of gay lovers. Born into different worlds, one very wealthy, and the other middle class. They met on the job and found common ground in their love for each other. This is their story. Matt was the rich kid, the son of a wealthy industrialist and his show girl moth...
I was getting my ass fucked every single night now. Raw and hard. My landlady Delores would give me a quizzical look every time she saw me coming home, arm in arm with a new gay boy fuck friend. What I used to hide, I now flaunted. I was looking like the ultimate slut. Feverishly sexual in my skintight painted on low rise jeans, loud skimpy club wear top...
As I sat in the sauna at the gym and felt the sweat begin to pour out of me, I tried my best to keep my eyes closed, or at least not stare straight ahead at the man who was sitting across from me, but I wasn't doing a good job of it. Maybe if the man kept his towel around himself like I did, it would have been easier not to look, although in my 18th summer...
There I was on my way to Bob's house, driving my old first truck. Young, dumb and horny, driving the short 2 miles to an old mans house whom I had arranged to introduce me to the world of gay pleasure. His house was a nice little cottage on a big lake, with a very large shed near the mailbox. This shed is where we agreed to meet on this summer night for our...
Disclaimer: I apologize for not even giving this story the time of day in the past several months. First, I have been more than preoccupied with academic endeavors. Second, I now realize I have toppled more than my fair share of authorial stumbling blocks in reentering this fiction. Thank you for bearing with the last update. I hope this satisfies more fully...
This may or may not have actually happened Ronnie and I had been friends since the 3rd grade. We were similar in appearance. Same height, same weight. Ronnie had darker hair then me. We had done everything together. We played hockey. We took the same classes together in high school. And, when we discovered porn on the internet, we jacked off together. It wa...
His knob pressed into my anal spinchter. It felt somewhat like a raquetball being shoved up my ass but different; round, hard, yet yielding as my anus gave way to its invasion, but warm, wet and pointed on the end. The rod pushing it into me was a bit thinner, but also hard and at the same time soft, fleshy, thickly veined and slimed with the lubricant he ha...
Elmer Gantry was drunk. He was lovingly, loquaciously drunk. Or something like that, Alton thought, as he saw the bar still open. Its Christmas lights gleaming and gaudy. Its cardboard Santa in the window emptily haughty. Some cars in the parking lot. The snow falling roundabout. And the night late when the cold wind blew. All the seasons of love, Alton deci...