Chapter 5: Something More Thursday at lunch Rob told me he saw my relay race. “You did awesome Bobby, I didn’t think you were going to catch him, but you just put it another gear and ran by the guy.” I nodded modestly, “thanks man, I wasn’t sure I could catch him either. I hope you didn’t get in too much trouble watching the race.” His face got shy an...
The cook had fed us with steak and cleaned up and left, leaving the two of us alone. My host put some soft music on and lit the fire. The wine had been excellent and I was feeling it in my head. The white bear-skin rug in front of the fire looked so inviting, and I wanted my head to stop spinning, so I laid down on that on my belly, facing the fire, staring...
"It's called the Dance of the Ravishers," Dr. Emory said to me as we watched nine male dancers swirling around two small bonfires. "I can certainly see why," I responded with a big grin. Dr. Emory gave me a sour look. I'd been warned about that look. In fact, my partner, Steve, had bet me I wouldn't last two months out here in the upper Nile area of Sudan w...
They say that opposites attract. I think that this saying is true and not just in romantic situations. My name is Ronald Brown and I have a story to share with you. It's about me and somebody who kind of, sort of matters to me a lot. First and foremost I have to let you know something. I'm a guy who gets wild and does all manners of things so if you're faint...
Published in Stallions and Other Studs, Scott O'Hara (ed), 1995 Posted to Internet circa: Sat, 20 Dec 1997 [Usenet] Stored on The Nifty Archives * * * * * The band plays on the stage. The air is blue with smoke, hot, and reeks of Miller and Budweiser. The kids cluster round the stage. The typical crowd -- jeans-clad, long haired, leather-jacketed, tatt...
Chapter 6 - The morning after Alex and Will recover from the Charity Ball. I awoke, daylight streaming through the windows, I smelled fresh coffee, I was alone, the bed was empty, my brain went into overdrive, last night, charity ball, Will wow, I felt my cock ache, I peeked under the covers, it was caked, as was my chest. Fuck, where was Will? As if on...
Part 3 finds straight Brian redefining his sexuality and embracing an unconventional arrangement. ***** It's been maybe two months since Mark gave me a blowjob. I spent those first few days after I fucked his face and came down his throat questioning my what, or who, I am attracted to. My sex life is no one's business as long as it's consensual. It took me...
No breakfast for me. Not yet, anyway. I've been peppering Tyler with questions all morning. My curiosity is at its peak, along with a real sense of stomach-churning excitement and dread. "I know." His hug is comforting. I feel like a little kid whose father is about to take him fishing for the first time. Can I touch a worm? Will I get sick on the boat? D...
It turned out Chad had been right about his father. Mr. Collins had gone to the Middle East for some sort of covert operation, which had now gone seriously wrong. As far as Chad could gather, his dad had been gravely hurt and they didn't know if he'd make it. He'd been airlifted to a medical facility in Germany, and it was anybody's guess what was going to h...
I had just turned eighteen and had finished my summer lifeguard's job on Cape Cod in late August when I decided it was time to relax and take a trip to Montreal, Canada, a place that held a lot of intrigue for me. I am 5'7" tall and 155 very trim sculpted pounds and I was very proud of my nearly perfect hard and firm male body. Montreal's "intrigue" for me...