You know the deal. You gotta be 18 or older, you gotta be mature enough, and you have to be able to stomach minor violence and the concept of rape and homosexuality to read this story. Consider yourself warned. Any and all feedback welcome. Send to the email address in my profile - click my name above. * * * * * Sunset. I come reaming out of the poorly l...
As the school year went by and it got closer to spring, I was going over to Dante and Vinny's dorm on a regular basis to either give one or both of them some type of sex. You wouldn't believe how much I drained those two huge black cocks. It almost got to be routine. Since I love big black dick, I just kind of worked it in my schedule without resistance. I t...
If you are not 18 or of age in your state to view such material as this, please move on… The realization, after the first installment of this story that there were many mistakes in spelling, has cause to ask for your forgiveness and I will do a better job of proof reading before submitting Chapter 2. This story is the continuation of events into man2man se...
Mmmmmm...what can I say, I'm in love with Derek. His body, his protective nature, his quiet side when we're alone (we even cuddle) and, of course, his awesome cock that fills me up several times per day. He told me he was sorry for pimping me out at the bar and fucking that little tramp, and I loved that he loved me enough to apologize! Derek has since move...
Its' pitch was grating but musical and, despite the increasing volume of pain weaving through it, the sound just barely managed to drag me from unconsciousness. That sound, that awful sound so full of agony and anger, flung itself into the air where it hung suspended for a time, stubbornly refusing to die until it had permeated every corner of the earth. Whe...
It had been eight years. Eight years since I’d seen Jason, and four years since I sucked a cock. I meant to give it up – go straight, get a girlfriend, all that. But the sight of him brought the old craving up again, right to the surface. I wanted cock, I wanted cum, and I wanted them so bad I didn’t care who knew. I hadn’t been this hungry for it since the...
My name is Brett King. When I was six year old my Dad started me on a routine of doing push-ups every morning and every evening before I went to bed. By the time I was in high school, I had been working out at the local gym and my pecs had filled out and my shoulders were wide. My arms had some awesome veins showing along my biceps. I was really proud of my...
Mike stepped out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist. It was Friday night and he was getting ready for his date with Alex. He toweled off quickly before pulling on some jeans and a long sleeve, V-neck t-shirt. He brushed his hair back and looked at himself in the mirror. He didn't think he looked half bad with emerald green eyes and his lig...
Indian summer was in full swing. As Benny jogged slowly along the Reservoir in Central Park, sweat gluing his T-shirt to his body, he could almost fool himself into believing it was still August and that he hadn't missed half the summer with his illness. He scowled and grumbled under his breath as yet another runner breezed by him, but at least he was no lon...
K. Nitsua. Copyright 2011 by the author. Part One: Initiation Brad saw them almost as soon as he walked into the hotel bar. Sid and Walt were sitting together at a table by the window. They smiled and waved almost at the same time, and stood as he reached them. "Good to see you in person at last, Brad," Walt said, as they shook hands. He was the older o...