For some time Dwight had told me that when the time came, when I'd reached eighteen, and if I was still interested, he'd take me to the Candy Shop for the first time. I tried to tell him that he would be candy enough for me, but Dwight was an honorable man. That's the only reason why we ever needed to discuss the Candy Shop at all. The Candy Shop was out on...
"I have a cabin up near Jefferson City, on the Missouri River. I'm going up there the week after next. I thought you might like go with me. I'd give you the time off. Fishing and hiking in the hills and . . . you know . . ." Yes, Martin knew what John Shield, the owner and manager of Shield's Hotel in Willow Grove, Missouri, meant by the "you know." He was...
How can one describe the sweet feel of total surrender? There is an eroticism that comes with giving up all pretenses of free will and completely submitting ones self to someone more dominant. I know that feeling. Daddy claimed me as his and after the initial fight for survival I have allowed myself the sublime peace that comes with knowing that another, st...
Hi, my name is Vijay and I'm a gay bottom. I love gay sex and am willing to do almost anything right from rubbing, sucking, getting banged to taking and eating cum. I'm chubby with a very prominent boobs bouncing everytime I run. I have a chubby soft belly and a big, fat ass which pops out no matter what I wear. And being gay, I don't miss a chance to show o...
I was a college student; I forget the year but a student nonetheless. I was tall, lean and lanky and generally regarded as attractive by both sexes. This was back in the disco era before AIDS when sexual ambiguity and promiscuity were at there height. Late one afternoon, I wandered into a small men's store intent on purchasing a new pair of jeans. There wer...
When the scheme first got started, it seemed to be no big deal, really. By then there wasn't anything to protect and after the first time as part of the boarding house service there wasn't that much to be embarrassed about either. My family came to Asheville when I was just ten. For me, it was an improvement over the dreary coal mining towns of western Penn...
There were not many jobs around in Birmingham at that time and certainly nothing in my usual line: stationery sales. Yes, selling paper and files and marker pens. Don't laugh: somebody's got to do it. And I knew my stuff, I tell you. But no, nothing around, so I looked at the wider area of sales. If you're a salesman you can sell anything. You've just got t...
The Snow Man – Part 1 Alex was driving on the interstate about fifty miles west of Denver when the world turned white. First came the blanket of fog, then thin sheets of snow that blew in over the rocks on either side of the highway and drifted, snakelike, across the pavement. The snow flakes became bigger and heavier. Soon the road signs were unreadable an...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I had not intended to write a series or a sequel to this story at the time that I submitted it. However based on the comments that I received encouraging me to continue this story, I have decided to write another chapter. If that is well received then I will continue with these characters. Thank you for the positive feedback. THEIR GAY LIFE C...
MORE PORN On Wednesday the three woke up one at a time and headed for the kitchen to get a cup of coffee. Eric was up first so he had made the coffee. It was a rainy chilly day so they decided to hang out at the apartment. Traci suggested watching some porn and Scotty agreed but Eric was indifferent. They looked at the TV as the movie began to play. "This...