Something about the sheer dress socks made Charles nervous. He was at his bed, fully dressed in his best three-piece suit, lush paisley tie knotted around his crisp cutaway collar, grosgrain braces to match, silk handkerchief spilling out of his breast pocket, glittering cufflinks--the whole nine yards. But he saved the sheer socks for last. It was the way...
"Gotta go, this is my stop." Philip fired off a farewell text to his friend as he got up, shoving his thick, hairy, tan feet into his flip flops. He didn't bother adjusting his singlet, which continued its slide down one of his muscular shoulders, slouching halfway down one side of his beefy rugger's physique. A dusting of reddish chest hair made a thin "t"...
Stepping out the shower, the boy snatched the soft blue towel off the wall and began to slowly dry himself. His heart was beating a little faster than normal and his mind was a mess of thoughts trying to figure out how he ended up in this situation. Realizing that thinking would lead nowhere, the boy took a deep sigh and unlocked the bathroom door. Quiet as...
You greet me in your 3pc pinstripe suit, as I walk into your office, showing me to a seat in front of your desk, you perch on the edge of your desk pulling up a trouser leg as you do, revealing a ribbed sheer silk sock clad ankle. You start your questioning of me, however I can't take my eyes of this gorgeous man in front of me, are you teasing me? As you...
It was raining hard - as it normally does in Scotland - and I felt cold and damp. I glanced at my watch; it was five minutes past noon. I smiled to myself, knowing the sauna opens at 12 sharp and I wouldn't have to hang around waiting for someone to open the door. I turned the corner and walked up to the large, dark red doors of the sauna. The late-October...
I was walking around the pond by my house. The sun was shining and it was a very hot day. As I came over the bridge I noticed my school's soccer team was practicing at the soccer fields. There were about 25 of them , all hot and sweaty. But I only cared about one of them. Jason Little was running across the field to get a drink of water as I sat down on one...
"That suit makes u a horny little lad, doesn't it?" It was another text from Mr Matthews. Thomas was out at a bar with his co-workers, and he'd just sent Mr Matthews a picture of what he was wearing: a fine navy pinstripe three piece suit with a bright pink and blue striped tie and a lavish pocket square spilling out of his breast pocket. So Thomas texted...
We meet eventually This is a multi part story that contains MM, MF, and MMF sex. Chapter 9 -- Monday Morning Back to work for Alex and an unexpected interview. I went through my usual routine in the bathroom before heading for the dressing room, slipping on a pair of tight lace sheer pink boxers, enjoying the firmness around my cock and balls of th...
Jake, the college dormitory's newest college freshman, started to head upstairs. He knew from what he was told last night that he had to be initiated before he was welcomed among the juniors and seniors he was wanting to live at the dormitory with this year. To him, it seemed like a small, surmountable task that would last an hour, maybe two, and he'd be abl...
I no longer recall what triggered the idea of this little story. First, it's not erotic. As usual, I was torn about which category it would best fit in. At the heart of it are the feelings of two men for each other, so I went with "Gay Male". If you're looking for a quick sexy read - this is not it. Although there's no sex, all the characters are over 18....