Up until now, I have always been a heterosexual male. Recently, though I have been rethinking my sexuality. The last few relationships with girls have been less than exciting and have ended badly. I am not saying that I am giving up entirely on girls, but I am curious about how I would feel about having sex with another man. So, to explore my newfound curio...
Daniel was eighteen years old, with a trim hard body, jet black hair and eyes to match that could burn through you when they stared. He was one of the fastest swimmers in his Georgia high school, and he took no crap from anyone. On this particular day, like so many days, he was out in his apartment pool doing laps, churning them out with a speed and an inte...
Terry did not really know what kept drawing him to the shabby little adult bookstore just off the interstate. Each time he would tell himself he was never going there again, he found himself slinking inside through that goddamned metal door with that stupid sign. That sign that said persons had to be "18 or over to enter—NO EXCEPTIONS". The fact that some du...
As a child, Monsignor Rainero had always been considered a clever boy, if perhaps a bit more clever than for his own good. He was known to have very inventive and attractive ideas, but he sometimes was known to overembelish them to the point where the scheme collapsed around him. Having seen this played out time and time again, after Rainero had started out...
Martin grew up in a real small town where there were just three kinds of guys. The first kind was the one who always had a girlfriend on his arm. The second kind hung around with his buddies drinking beer, being loud and silly and were generally to be avoided. And then there were freaks like him who didn't fit in. At least, that was how he saw himself. Mart...
I met Joe at the first night of the conference. There was food served in the exhibit hall, and Joe and I shared one of those small tables that is only big enough for two. It was one of those events where servers wander through the crowd with small appetizers. As a result, we didn't have to get up and move around, so we sat chatting for about an hour. After...
This is a continuation of "International Relations". Readers should check-out the first installment to understand what is going-on, and why, for this chapter. +++++++++++++++++ After returning home from my training classes in Switzerland, it didn't take long for my life to get back to normal. Other than the occasional vivid dream, I managed to push to my e...
I recommend you read Part 1 first. Let me describe Timmons to you. Besides being a giant of a man he has a gentle nature. Now if you're smart you won't mistake his gentle nature for a lack of courage. On the contrary. Timmons doesn't need to act brave, use violence, or the threat of violence. Just his stature is enough to chill out even those quick to viole...
When I wake up, it's because I'm thrown from sleep. I sit straight up in my bed, feeling slightly out of breath as I wonder what that noise was. A crash? It sounded like glass shattering. I'm sure of it, because that sound is unmistakable. I glance at the clock on my nightstand and see that it's barely past five A.M. Has someone broken in? No. That's crazy....
The next few weeks were uneventful, I was able to spend a considerable amount of time focusing on school. I had a number of assignments, most were one hour sessions with businessmen in their respective hotel rooms. I had one assignment where I was asked to whip a guy with a riding crop, he wanted me to leave red marks on his ass. This really turned him on, b...