Bromance? More than that. Way more than that. David and Jonathan. By name and by nature. Man love. The love of one male of the species for another male of the species. And certainly not platonic. When they got into it, they got into it. Lusty, greedy, hungry, sucking, deep-throat oral. All arms and legs, face-fucking, soixante-neuf. Anal, sometimes...
Please read original story first so this will make sense. I didn't hear from Red Gibbons for nearly two weeks, but I had not forgotten him. How could you forget someone like Red? I could still taste the musky cheese of his uncircumcised, fat cock. He had awakened something in me that I had previously thought was hidden for good. Until Red, I had enjoyed the...
Lee pushed through the revolving brass door, Marshall just behind him. Back on the sidewalk, they paused to get their bearings and catch their breath. The business meeting had lasted longer than they'd expected, but it had been worth it. Marshall squinted at the reflected glare of the sun's rays that bounced off the huge glass buildings that surrounded the...
Bill goes looking for escape and sexual relief. The sex is MM so I have elected to post it to the "Gay Male" category. Thanks to LarryInSeattle for his assistance with editing. Any remaining mistakes are ones I snuck past him. ------------ The place is deserted. The building is new, rebuilt after the last major storm. Building on a sandbar in the Atlant...
After a recent move I needed my cable transferred over to the new place, they gave me the day, and the four hour window, the guy called, "I am so sorry sir but I am stuck in traffic, I will be there within the hour!" "Thank you for calling and letting me know!" "Thank you for being so understanding sir!" He arrived about an hour later, my day was not...
This is a true story, out of prehistoric times, mid nineteen sixties. I was discharged from the Army in April of 1965 and needed a job. I was hired by Elmhurst Dairy, in Hornell, NY as a milkman -- yeah, one of those guys that was on the streets at 6:00 AM, delivering milk on peoples doorsteps, an occupation that today is only a memory. At that time, the da...
I grew up in Arlington Heights, Illinois, and was a late bloomer. I was also a geek, but in the mid-1960s we didn't use that term. I was a serious student who liked technical subjects and military history. Most of my free time in high school was spent playing basketball with my male friends. I had dates but most girls did not let you do anything except fondl...
This is just a fun fictional story from the mind of the author. All characters are over 18. Enjoy. * Through a gay dating app, I met a man who was injured while working. He does construction and slipped off the step of a front end loader as he was climbing down. His right leg was broken so his career in construction is over. Our first date was three weeks...
I run my own demo and remodeling business. I like working for myself; I live in an area that sees lots of remodels so I'm kept busy. My wife and I have been together ten years; two kids under five keep us hopping. I work long hours, but take breaks to come home for dinner or bedtime. When a clerical error cost me a few months without insurance for the worksi...
I screwed up again. At least I didn't think how it would make Sid feel. We stood alone talking on the porch, the waves roaring as a backdrop, and at first I wondered why he was so bothered by me feeling him up in front of Les and good ol' Smith. I thought it was just a bit of fun. I didn't think. He told me, "Don't ever do that to me again." The hurt in...