The car, my car… a silver porsche. I'd gotten it on my own. Earned every inch of leather in the interior, every fucking gleam on the chrome, every speed ticket, I'd earned the whole thing. My car. My best friend. Cute as fuck, better than the car and straight as pi in a monastery. The jock I'd been friends since high school didn't have a kinky bone in his wh...
I knew the moment the cute little blond twink strolled into my storefront gym that I was going to have him, but by the way he shrank away from me and trembled a bit when I approached him, I also knew I would have to prepare for that moment well. "Hi, I'm Rod." I said pleasantly. "I run this place and act as personal trainer. And who are you and what are you...
The knock came again, louder this time—three sharp raps. Here I stood, dried come matting the hair on my chest and stomach, and a visitor at the door. I thought at first to ignore the interruption; probably a peddler or Jehovah's Witness—at 7:45 a.m.? But an instinct crept upon me, something inside telling me that this was no intrusion. I made my way silentl...
It was going to be just a hot, sweaty day of work. Jose, a coworker of mine was moving from his condo to a suburban house with a lawn, plants, and too many rooms to decorate. He asked me to do grunt work for him with the furniture. He and Mario were finally moving in together after years of dating. Mario had to work this weekend, so Jose, me, Janice and Car...
Folsom was set adrift on the Rhine, but it was a gelatinous Rhine, which supported his body as he lay on his back and which swayed him back and forth with the current. But the current wasn't being provided by the flow of the father of all German rivers; the motion was being provided by a multitude of men between his legs, moving him back and forth on their h...
Coach Smith was balls deep inside his 19 year old red headed fuck puppet when everyone in the shower started groaning. Water splashed against the milky white skin over Cory's muscular back. The coach shoved his fat red cock in and out of Cory's tight ass. The skin of his shaft pulled tight back and forth as he thrust in and out the young man's butt. Cory's h...
So, I have no way of knowing whether this really happened; it didn't happen to me and if it did happen, it was in 1911 or so. I've been going through some old letters my great-great(-great?) uncle received between 1908, when he left Oxford, and his death in 1919 (dude survived WW1 and died when he fell downstairs drunk.) Anyway. This is from one of those let...
Connor swung the stall door, the clang bouncing off the walls of the male bathroom, and plopped down on the toilet. He hunched forward and let his head drop to his hands. English period was a massive bore. He had asked the teacher to go to the bathroom, just so he could refresh his brain for a while. If he had to hear Mrs. Davis ramble on about some 18th-cen...
I left the bar early in the morning, staggering slightly as my head swam. I kept walking, trying to erase the image of Max below me, naked, his hard rod in my throat and his cum in my mouth. I tried to forget the taste of him, the electricity of his touch. I couldn't go back to the apartment now. I couldn't face him. I had a moment of weakness and had succum...
This is the second installment of Scott teaching Andrew to pleasure him. Pleas read "College Roommate Discovery" first, to get the context of how Scott and Andrew arrived at today. Sitting at my desk in my bedroom, attempting to study for my exam, I heard my phone buzz indicating I had received a text message. Picking up the phone, I looked and saw a...