They had been living together for over a month now, and Connor finally began seeing Neil brighten up. He painted all day, everyday. As soon as he had gotten out of the hospital, he had applied to an art school. "Don't you think it's a little soon?" Connor asked. "We're not really having this discussion again, are we?" Neil frowned. "I just think that you...
June, 1974, Da Nang Airbase, Vietnam God, he was big; one of the biggest. Shit, he could fuck. Panting, panting, I grabbed the metal legs of the cot on either side in a death grip, my cheek pressed into the rough woolen blanket, my eyes bugging out and my mouth slack and open in a silent scream, as he drove it harder, deeper inside me. Cruel. Rough. Just wh...
This must be it; this must be when Shawn finally takes me. That thought raced through my mind as Shawn brutally attacked my lips with his. We were stretched out on my dorm bed, me on my back and him covering my body with his. His tanned and muscular body, a gymnast's perfectly chiseled body, was undulating full length on mine. He held my arms above my head,...
I knows there was gonna be a might big problem when Massa Edward over at Fairhope was left back when the Tremaines went down ta NawLens for the season. No matter he had fallen off a horse and broke his ankle and it hadn't healed complete yet. They shudda wrapped him up and put him in a wagon and taken him on with them. Didn't no one else on the banks of the...
The Orient Express train had left Vienna Station at dusk, and there was no longer anything to see out of the coach window, the lights of the towns flashing by having been extinguished hours ago. Magnus the Authenticator was weary, and the clacking of the iron wheels on the iron rails as the train thundered toward Belgrade lulled him. But the unfamiliar noise...
SEDLEY, SCHOOLMASTER "Who's that fellow in the picture" Submissive Stuart's Master Fenton asked him one day while Stu was licking Fenton's boots in his office. Stuart looked up and noticed Fenton looking at the old painting of Stu's bewigged ancestor. "Oh, that's my great-great-great-great maternal grandfather, Sedley Codrington, Master Fenton. I don't...
I just wanted to get fucked. Wow, how about that for an opening line? Especially in a story by a guy about guys - senior, mature, old guys, but all guys. Well, the wife is on the sidelines, but the story is guys. When I typed the first line I thought of an old joke. It's a joke about a young quadriplegic girl, sitting on a dock crying her eyes out. Along c...
Leonard, eyes wide open and glazed, panting and moaning slightly, lay on his belly on the bottom bunk in the prison cell, his eyes glued to Big Phil, perched on the desk across the cell, his feet on the floor, his legs spread, naked, slow-stroking his cock back toward full erection. His eyes also on Leonard, gauging where they now stood. Leonard was still we...
In what seemed like only a few minutes later, I woke up with a start. My arms were empty, I had been covered with a blanket and I was alone. I sat up and looked around for David but he was nowhere to be seen. I pulled on my trousers and searched for David, eventually finding him sitting out on the balcony drinking coffee and watching the sunrise. "Do you...
When I think of dirty old men, I think of Ike Thomas and when I think about Ike I get a hard on that won’t quit. Sixty years ago,I worked in what was once my Grandfather’s Greenhouses. Gramps had died a year earlier and Grandma, now in her seventies had been forced to sell to the competition. I got a job with the new owners and mostly worked the range by m...