The following story is a little more autobiographical than I thought it would be - most of it is true. If you have any suggestions or comments, I'd love to hear them. I am always looking to improve my writing. * After my first encounter with Charlie, I was hooked. Whenever I had enough time to make the drive over to see him, I would, and Charlie would suc...
My schedule over the last couple of weeks has been complicated by cutting wood in the local forest. Not that this is a complaint, as the weather has been ideal for doing such work, not to mention motorcycle riding. This meant that last Friday, after spending a couple of hours with a saw and unloading the results at home, when I entered the house, the clock s...
This is somewhat different from my other stories. I wrote it at the reuqest of a reader with the understanding it was going to be posted online for others to read. It was also the last story I wrote. All identifying information in this story were been changed to provide anonymity for the reader who requested it. All of the usual warnings and cautions apply...
Please forgive me if there are any spelling or grammar errors in here – I don't have anyone to correct my work so I have done my bets. Hope you enjoy it as you did my last stories (thanks again for the response to those). * * * * * I am 30 years old and I am good-looking guy – so I have been told. I am just under 6 foot tall, medium build 70kg – with a nic...
"Learning the Ropes at 29" 8====> I slid the empty glass across the smooth surface of the bar top. "Another double gin, lemon, and seven please, David." I spun on the stool and cockily leaned back against the bar rail; paying more attention to who was coming thru the front door of the Strawberry Hut, than I was hearing the bartender half ask 'Tall glass ag...
I rolled over in the bed, reaching for Esteban, but he wasn't there, setting off in me a mild zing of irritation. He'd gone to sleep last night while I was fucking him and now he wasn't there at all in the morning. This brought the decision I had to make back to mind and was, perhaps, yet another nail in the decision—two decisions actually. I had an opportun...
This was the morning I just knew I'd be with James and Ron. I was excited already. James spent most of the past evening, talking to Ron about sex and anything else that came to mind. It was now early morning. We had only met Ron a handful of times previously. Each time we both thought he was very quiet, even around his friends. He had told James he was very...
Another boring Sunday afternoon, sat at home trying to watch something on the cable network TV channels to pass away the quietness and serious lack of action that was this day. I decided I was going to go out and this my local but not so well known Public Toilet that had gotten me some action in the recent months all though mainly quick brief encounters the...
I woke up to a blow job. Brett was curled between my thighs groaning quietly around my half hard. I was tender. I pulled his head up and said, "Sorry, I need some rest...I'm a little tender..." He groaned again and I felt his massive erection on my hip when he settled next to me. I had to piss. I said so and got up. I looked at my phone it was 544. When I...
Even though the penetration hurt like hell most of the time that first night, despite Damon's tender loving, the sex was still incredibly fulfilling. It was the way Damon's body on top of mine completely immobilized me as I lay on my stomach. It was how he consoled me with sweet whispers into my ear, telling me, "I got you, babe," while pumping in and out of...