Jamal's POV Every time I closed my eyes to sleep Elliot dominated my dreams. It was almost the same reoccurring dream I had about him. In my dream, I was in a room with Someone and the person was wearing one of those white fluffy bathrobes with their back turned to me. I immediately recognized Elliot by his full blond locks and call out his name. At first...
"I know you." Looking up from my contemplation of a lizard crawling over my boot, I see a young man, naked like all such here except for me, standing a half dozen feet from me. "You're that scoundrel that betrayed the king!" He was pointing his finger at me like he needed to some how single me out in that massive crowd of one I was standing in. "Which kin...
Let me present myself: I am a 28-year-old man from Europe currently living in Orlando, Florida. I'm a pretty good-looking guy; 6 feet, 180 pounds, and I work out often. I have lived here for 2 and a half years, and I have a good group of friends. Almost every weekend we go out to have a couple of beers and flirt with some girls. Typical guy stuff, you know....
All usual disclaimers apply. Chapter 2: I Play Again It had been 14 hours and counting since I had tasted Novak's cum for the first time. It was nine o'clock at night now and I was getting ready for bed. I couldn't believe just that morning my big brother Novak had let me play with his cock. All I could think about all day was doing it again. I was super...
Changes I first met Mr. Simi at a running track. He was running around it doing his customary half-marathon as he later informed me. He was wearing blue Asics runners and a full track suit in which he looked rather small and scrawny. I would say he was an inch shorter than me and had an extremely wiry, taut look about him. His eyes flashed penetrating i...
All characters contained within are entirely fictional; any similarity to any real or fictional person living or deceased is totally unintentional. Do not read this story if you do not enjoy reading about consensual sexual activities of an exhibitionist nature. Otherwise read on...... SUNDAY 10TH JANUARY 2010 Dear diary, this feels very strange indeed! I...
Dinner was late that year. On the table. Cold. I waited. Waited. Waited. Tic-tock-tic-tock said the clock. Then chimed. And chimed. And chimed again. Pete the canary sang along. I waited. He wasn't coming. Stupid! I should have expected this. I got out my laptop and wrote to pass the time. Give him a chance, I thought. Maybe he can explain. I opened...
I was desperate and horny, and with my best friend Hunter deciding to take the "straight road," I didn't see much hope of getting laid in the near future. Oh don't get me wrong, I'm not dancing far outside of the closet myself. I haven't gotten around to having one of those wrenching "Hi mom, I'm gay" moments yet, and I'm not sure I will, but I am gay. Hunt...
It's past my usual quitting time on a sunny Friday when I finally close the door to my office and leave the building. It's been a stressful week, and I'm tired, brain-dead, and ragingly horny. Hitting the gym takes care of some of the stress. I work through my usual circuit, resting shorter intervals than usual between my sets. I feel the blood course into...
Thanks for your kind comments on chapter 1. 2 * * * * * * I had a few moments when things started to become clearer, but I slipped back into sleep each time. Eventually though I woke properly and started to look around me. My brain seemed fogged and I wondered how much damage the wall had done. At least if I could think like that it was positive. I was in...