This is a true story, as told to me by an Army buddy. The names, places, etc. have been changed. "Just keep your underwear on, son. Don't take off any more than that, and you'll stay out of trouble." My father told me that when I was seven or eight, when he caught my cousin and me "playing with each other." Never forgot that. Even in the years when I didn'...
Billie's Sore Ass: Sexual Fraternity Hazing [Readers, be assured all events take place between men who are 18 and older. There are no minors or Appalachian miners depicted here. Most are college guys who range from 18 to 32 years old. A few older men do appear towards the end of the story to add a mature balance. All characters in this story are based on re...
Never thought I would turn out like this. Never. Thought I was straight. Damn straight. No problems. No way did I have anything to do with the limp-wristed, simpering assholes marching in all the Gay Rights parades and cavorting on the TV coverage as if they wished they had tits. No way. I was a man. I had balls. Just graduated from Officer Candidate Scho...
Renny was dead quiet while Richard spoke. They had been at the restaurant for hours but no one had made a move to ask them to leave. Renny figured the obscenely large tip Richard had sitting on the table had something to do with it. Even the flirtatious little flammer that was serving them, that Richard barely acknowledged, kept people at bay and dutifully k...
All characters in this story are over the age of 18. ***** Dinner that night was pretty simple. Bill grilled some chicken. I was kept naked the whole time and I was getting used to the free feeling of staying this way. I kept thinking about what the next day had in store for me. I knew Jeff would probably join, so counting Bill that brought the number of m...
I would like to thank Nala Cayenne for all her help in editing, both she and I are interested in what you think of the story. Give us some feedback by taking the time to vote. If you really liked it or really hated it give us a comment on why. Thanks, and enjoy. Mike * Chapter one. The Negotiation Phillip smiled as he handed the young man a cup of steamin...
A little tale of first love or at least first obsession. All characters are over 18. Thanks to LarryInSeattle. =========== "What's the problem, Rich? You forget where the exit is?" "No, coach. I was running over the mistakes I made in practice and telling myself to get started on my Freshman English composition." Rich mentally congratulated himse...
Now that he'd gotten this far with it—contacting the man and driving all the way up to Gettysburg from Washington, D.C.—Hal Collins was having second thoughts. He arrived at the house fifteen minutes early, but drove right by it and pulled over to the curb two blocks farther on. Several minutes later, the pain in his hands registered in his brain, and he rea...