Brad was a handsome man that lived in the house next to mine. Every Saturday night he would have a male guest there. But they didn't just chat and drink beer. They did a whole lot more. Brad was tall, athletic and (as I would soon find out) well-equipped. Thus, he didn't have any trouble finding a different sex partner each week. I used to watch him fuck a g...
I was half awake when I heard Terry calling me from his room. I had not been in there since the first day, figuring it was the one place he might want some privacy, but he rarely shut his door. I wandered in and he was naked and hard again, dick in hand. "Had morning wood, figured you'd like another show," he told me. That seemed a little presumptuous, but...
I am a straight male who has never had any sexual feelings about other men. I work out at the gym on a regular basis to keep my body fit and toned, so while there I do glance over at other guys in the shower only to see how I stack up. Lately, however, I have been sort of disenchanted with the women that I have been in relationships and decided that I needed...
My ass hurt the entire next day from Ms. Ward's strap on. I was red-faced most of the day imaging the other guys at work knew why I was walking a bit delicately. I made it through the day without comments though. I thought of Renee constantly. Longing to see and touch her again. I received a call on my cell phone that Wednesday from Ms. Ward. She had evid...
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This is a sequel to, "Everything Happens for a Reason, Ch.2" * The storm blew in quick. We both woke up and looked at each other and I quickly went to the window. The wind was like a gale, and sleet was pelting the side of the lodge. I heard a crack and a thump as one of the many trees out front lost a branch. I wondered if the power was next to go. It was...
Chapter One Wally - 2004 Wallace Reginald Cooper Smith took his wallet out of his pocket and looked inside. It contained his college ID, an expired New York State driver's license and three one dollar bills. Closing the wallet he returned it to his back pocket and sighed deeply. There was nothing that he could buy for three dollars that would fill the ache...
It had taken me a long while to build up enough courage to make a trip to Camp Black Bear. I had read about the all male campground long before, but being an in-the-closet bisexual at the time, I had pretty much avoided any of the traditional gay bars or meeting places. However, I had read on another website that they were having their yearly July Motorcycle...
My phone beeped a text....I groped for it. It was Isaac, "5 minutes?" It was 6:55. B and I groaned together. I glared at the door, it was unlocked. "Yup. Doors unlocked. Brett is here. C'mon up." I texted and told B that Isaac was on his way. He responded by throwing his arm over his eyes and forehead, "Five m-m-more m-min-minutes, please?" and grinned. My a...
"You are the best fuck I have ever had. I love fucking you. Your ass is like a piece of heaven," he whispered to me. "We gotta do this again." "Really?" I murmured. "By far, the best fucking lay I have ever had. Not too many guys can take me. Hope I didn't ruin your hole for everyone else." I burst out laughing. "I think I am just fine." "Come on, dude -...