Josh Norris looked across the street at the doorbell, still a light year away. The house was a glowing oasis of warmth against the cloudy, frigid nighttime sky of Michigan. He still remembered the ad in the Metro Times: Let me lick every inch of your body. No crevice left untouched. Bicurious and married men welcome. First timers only. Can't wait to get a...
WARNING: I tend to use the "n-word" in my stories a lot. If you can't handle reading that, then please leave. ======================== The next morning I woke up in such a daze. I had my doubts about whether that threesome last night had even happened. Perhaps this was all just a horrible dream. All those hopes were crushed when I walked downstairs to se...
The young man sat at the sidewalk café in Fairfax City near George Mason University in the Virginia suburbs of Washington, D.C., sipping coffee and shyly looking around him. Several tables away from him and behind him sat a somewhat older man, perhaps in his forties, but very good looking in a dark, foxy sort of way. This man also was drinking coffee and loo...
The Stockade.....................The End It was late now, almost 3:30 in the morning and I had just gotten some head and ass from two different guys in the last hour or so. I had never let a man touch my cock before, honestly, I didn't even think about men that way.. Maybe there weren't any women here, but there seemed like there were plenty of guys that wo...
Removing the Lines Part 3 It was around 3am once I got back to my room. After peeing I looked at my disheveled self in the mirror, this time with some guilt starting to creep in. I just had the most amazing sexual experience and thoroughly enjoyed it. And yes, the guilt was for my wife, not Morgan! But I kept thinking of that damn Morgan. He continued to p...
8===> Waking up to a whole new beginning Author's note: For those of you that have been emailing and leaving messages on other stories...Pizza Boy is finally back! More chapters are still being added and new twists and drama for the boys will be coming. For those of you reading this series for the first time, I hope you will enjoy it as much as I have had...
". . . and I'll need to be at the Santiago de Compostela airport by eleven in the . . . are you getting this, Sean? Your thoughts seem so far away." "Umm, yes, Phil. You'll need to be at the airport by eleven tomorrow morning for the flight back to New York, so you'll have to leave here at . . ." "No later than eight. I know you aren't a morning person, so...
Jason wasn't having a good day. His crappy job in an office didn't get him enough money to pay his bills and he decided that day that he couldn't live like this. He had a huge row with his boss getting him fired and now he regretted everything. Jason thought that with the remainder of his funds, he would get wasted at a club to forget all his sorrows and re...
Authors note: Sorry folks, was a bit delayed with this chapter... Lost the ranch that Aza and I called home for 25+ years. The court forced his family to "allow" me to keep our original "hobby farm" and a good portion of the breeding stock. It is the house where we first lived as a real couple. It was always part of our retirement plan. I miss my "Oz" so m...
SLAM! "Hmph!" Callum "The Highlander" Weir literally felt the breath being ripped from his lungs as his back hit the mat. Hard. The Bastard had slammed him. Blue-green eyes blinked rapidly as trying to bring his world back into focus, but before Cal was able to bring a semblance of air into his lungs the Bastard was already on him, his fists flying, hard...