*** This is the first story I have published. Please feel free to leave feedback and constructive criticism as it will help me if I decide to write more in the future. * Let me start by introducing myself. Hi, I'm Ben and I am writing about this recent experience because it has given me a lot of pleasure replaying it in my mind and I would like others to...
I was sitting outside the cottage door, just in my shorts, wondering if the farmer who had rented the rustic Cotswold cottage with the thatched roof and the rose trellis beside the door to me for two weeks had misinterpreted my offer. It hadn't been in so many words, but I think I had been clear enough in my nonverbal delivery. But maybe not. Maybe signaling...
On Friday, he told me he was having a few friends over to play poker Saturday night. He wouldn't give me more details. Saturday around 6:00, he told me the guys would arrive at 7:00. He told me to go upstairs and take my time showering and getting ready for the evening. He told me to come back downstairs naked when I was done. Knowing I was about to parti...
[Please note: the characters in this story are fortunate enough to live in a world where STIs and unplanned pregnancies are not an issue. Condoms are your friend - use them!] - PLEASE ITALICIZE SQUARE BRACKETS CONTENT - THANKS! The next day, Zach came over to Christian's place again to hang out and, he hoped, to jerk off together again. "How's it going,...
Gage Angle strutted down the stairs of his new plantation house, gathered his extra-long sweat shirt around his waist, climbed onto his cycle, and roared off down the long driveway on his way to the Hornet's basketball stadium in downtown New Orleans. He'd have to wear long sweat shirts like this when he wasn't cruising now or he's scare everyone he met on t...
I'd come out of the steambath a couple minutes before 4pm, thoroughly intoxicated in a wonderfully familiar, and very addictive, fashion. Becoming overheated in several ways, I hadn't spent more than a quarter hour in the steam. With a temperature higher than customary, causing an audible gasp when first entering the dimness, sweat quickly coating my naked s...
"So, who is he?" the Captain asked, staring down at the stowaway writhing in the couch. SB had been stunned when he had seen how good looking the man was. The stowaway already had enough going for him in the action department to have looked as ugly as a galvanic warthog. SB would still have been more than satisfied with sexual use rights in return for makin...
I had been jittery and conflicted for the entire two weeks since I'd seen that big black topping a guy at a pool party in Bangkok. I had been bottoming for a Swede in a nearby patio lounge when I looked over and saw this monster cock jackhammering in out of the other guy—who clearly was in seventh heaven—and I almost melted on the spot. I was conflict, thoug...
This story is for my boy Nick, and is closely based on him. I changed a little, but not too much. I hope you enjoy this Nick, my good boy. *** Nick got to the door where his dreams would finally become reality and knocked. A moment later the door began to open. Whoever was opening it was behind the door. Nick froze for a moment, this dream was so close,...
Synopsis: This story is a follow-up to “Life of James – Chapter 1”, in which two male college friends were forced to share a bed following a late-night party and ended up experimenting with oral sex and sixty-nine. This continuation involving the continued experimentation of James and John as they move into the shower together and begin to experiment with an...