Man attacked by thugs finds his son one of them * This is a true story, as told to me by a friend. Names have been changed to protect identities. I was about to retire. A couple more years. I was looking forward to it. I was getting tired of teaching. I coached the sports teams and taught physical training at Obaledi College. I had a favorable rating--los...
"How about I treat you to a drink? You must be thirsty from all that naked time on the platform." I had just climbed down from the velvet-covered bench on the platform where I'd been posing, in the nude, for the past hour for Chad Simmons's Savannah College of Art and Design night school art class. I'd barely had time to shrug my white cotton dress shirt ov...
I had finally returned to the grounds of Oakton Park to scatter Luke's ashes. We had spent the last two months of Luke's life in a small cottage in the grounds of the main house, and it had been Luke's wish that the grounds should be the final resting place for his ashes. I had wanted them to go somewhere that I could return to to mourn him. But in those la...
[This is a historical and somewhat fictional story. The basic story was told to me over several days by an old man I met in England through his son. I met the son, Nigel, on a scuba diving trip in the Mediterranean. We became close friends, and I accepted an invitation to visit him in England. The story involves sex between men. So the usual disclaimers and...
Author's note: This story was requested by a young man who shared his experience with me and asked me to write about it. I chose not to post any more stories under the title Honoring Reader Requests. All characters in this story are at least 18 years old. I decided to break the story up in to chapters since it started to get a little too long. Chapter Two –...
Having had one great black cock experience a few years ago, I had been on a quest to find the right black man to broaden my experience with. I have not wanted to just do casual sex, not even one night stands, but rather to have more than just the cock and ass connection, even having some sense of lovemaking about it. The man I found, Henri, a "Bi" black gent...
Chapter Four - Fools Play By The Rules Johnny was damned pleased with himself. He had that pretty boy in his pocket, and he would pick up a nice paycheck while at it. The playful banter between them was almost making him think there was more there than it truly was. The thing was Ruslan was frigging beautiful. A hot thing in bed, too. Plus, he could go at...
ooOoo *My heart is here, every beat for you. You're the only one I feel for. * Sea salt sprayed on my face as the cold September wind blew my hair. The constant humming of the boat's engines and the splashing of the waves hid the turbulent feelings inside me. I closed my eyes, drowning the thoughts screaming inside my head. I felt warm hands wrapped a...
Simon sat alone at the bar, and took a sip of his pint. Idly he glanced around the hotel bar, people watching. It was Thursday night, but he was down in London for two weeks with work, and so was alone. He'd gone out with the team from work for one after work, before everyone else headed home and he went back to the hotel. He didn't really mind working away...
This is another wonderful chapter which I have posted for my lovely readers out there. I hope you will have a great time reading. As usual don't forget to comment and rate this work. Enjoy... ***** Adrian was trembling. Nicholas was holding his hand tightly but he couldn't help but tremble. That woman in front of him was scaring him big time. To his dismay...