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by jerrymiah on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Hi! This is my first time in writing fictional story. I'm sorry if I have a lot of grammars and wrong term I used here, because English is not my main language but I'm trying to hone it by wiring story in English form. If you want to be my editor, feel free to send me an e-mail ^_^ -Jer "What?" I snapped at Laurence. Frowning at me while putting a bill o...

A Father and Son Fantasy

by available269 on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

Rolling along the interstate at dusk, on vacation and with no real destination in mind, I pulled into the very large rest area. After finding a parking space away from the restrooms, I turned into a space and parked. I had been driving for a good while and needed to relieve myself in a bad way. Stepping up to a urinal, I whipped out my beauty and let it flow...

Bitch and Bear: The Beginning

by KendallJames on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Bear was rolling down Rt 2 toward Lincoln when he saw him-- carrying a small backpack, walking tanned and shirtless, in tight jeans and boots. Not hitching, but looking over his shoulder as Bear approached. He pulled to a stop beside him-- tall, long-legged, with a tight ass. "Nice bike." "Wanna ride Bitch?" "I'll ride-- and I love it when you call me Bi...

Union Station

by Maiyeko on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I remember the sound of luggage rolling across concrete as he turned. The ripple he made in time frozen on my brain, the image of his sway. I stole that parting glance and tasted the air through which he had passed, brushing against me a sweet memory. He said something, or hinted at something perhaps but only to my eyes. It was understood, the secret that ca...

African Encounter

by devon toujours2 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I could feel the sweat rolling down my back, between my shoulder blades, as I pulled my wet shirt away from my chest for the thousandth time already. I savoured the icy coolness of the glass as I lifted it to my lips. Ice jangling, I slid the cold scotch over my tongue, reveling in the feel as the cool drops of condensed African night dripped from the bottom...

Possessed by a Dream Ch. 07

by NaivelyWandering on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

The room was hot, I could feel beads of sweat rolling down my back. Beside me, Luke still sniffled and shook but I didn't have the guts to touch him. "Please let me go." I gave Luke's pleading eyes a furtive glance but pussied out quick and fidgeted with the corner of the sheet. Fuck, his eyes had changed colour. Already. "I can't, Luke. It's too late for...

Fun at the Rodeo Pt. 01

by ibjtjones on Aug 22, 2018
Gay Male

I was sitting in my patrol car doing paperwork when I noticed the horse trailers start rolling into the parking lot at the truck stop. Some stopping at the pumps, some pulling around and parking. I saw one horse trailer at a pump and looked to have a tire that was low on air. I walked over and mentioned it to the cowboy that was pumping diesel fuel. As we w...

The Angel By My Side

by DWSimon on Oct 12, 2020
Gay Male

It was a cold and blustery Saturday in November as I stood on the rolling grasses of the hill. The cold breeze stirred my hair as I looked down at my feet. A single rose, deep red, was clenched in my hand. I brought the flower to my lips and kissed it before setting it on the marble marker in the ground. It read: Lillian MacDonald, beloved wife and mother....

Coming Out with the Truth Ch. 04

by zolia_lily on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

CHAPTER 4: Keith: Even though I knew he wasn't going to stay the whole night, rolling over and automatically reaching for someone who wasn't there wasn't a great way to wake up. I lay quietly for a moment, overwhelmed by a sudden anxiety. What if he hadn't been serious? What if it had just been a fuck? Even if it had been a really, really good one... I s...

When Irish Eyes Are Smiling Ch. 06

by TomNJus on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

*Devlin* My alarm went off at its usual hour on Wednesday morning. Rolling over, I found that Joel was already gone. I remembered hearing him showering at some God-awful hour the night before, and the comforting feel of his body enfolding mine. I'd experienced a sexual tingle and a lurid dream. Now, gazing at the empty side of the bed, I half-wondered if...