It was rush hour when Takeshi boarded the subway. The commuters, himself included, moved as a single pack to enter the already crammed car, pushing their way inside, trying to find one of the ideal positions to grab on to something. There were so many people inside it didn't really matter, he would have been hard pressed to even touch the ground with his han...
Jonathan gasped, as he tried to roll over onto his right side. He had become sore, since Tony had helped him with his little problem that morning. The soreness had progressed throughout the day. Now he could barely move because of it. "What gives, kid?" Tony asked, standing from the chair he had been sitting in. "I can't move anymore... It hurts to much."...
I saw the lone figure, huddled in the glass bus shelter, trying to stay out of the wind and driving rain. Thirty five years old, single. After midnight on a Monday, a few drinks under my belt, I was headed home, looking forward to my nice warm bed, and I thought I might as well give this poor soul the heads up. I rolled up slowly and lowered the passenger...
The train pulled into Brighton station exactly on time. It was Christmas Eve and it seemed like half the country was on the move, so I'd been expecting the traditional yuletide delays and endless apologies from bored-sounding tannoy announcers. But everything had gone very smoothly, and I'd even managed to get a seat for the last part of the journey from Lon...
"Me." A hairy-chested man with short dark blond hair, a heavy mustache, and beard stubble stepped out of the crowd. He was wearing black work boots, black leather chaps, and a black leather cock ring with chrome snaps. His stiff cock thrust out from his closely-trimmed crotch. The guests cheered. "Go get 'em, Carl," one man shouted. Carl grinned and extend...
It's been a while since I had my first glory hole experience on a business trip. I found one that was close to where I live, but it was just... unpleasant. It is mostly inhabited by crack heads and homeless people. Since that hasn't worked out, I make due with porn and trying to play out my gay/bi fantasies on my own. When I get the house to myself, I take a...
*This is a work of fiction and my fantasy continues. Characters are over 18 yrs.* *** After my shift ended I rode home. On the ride I was giddy with anticipation of what was to come. I couldn't stop thinking about sucking Dr C's cock and swallowing his cum. I had to stand up to pedal because the movement of my legs when sitting down was creating a friction...
Everyone called him John, but his real name was Juan. It reminded me of how the Pittsburg Pirates called baseball great Roberto Clemente "Bobbie" instead of Roberto to make him more palatable to white fans. The only difference is that Juan wanted everyone to call him John instead of Juan to make himself less Latin. He wasn't black like Clemente, but had the...
TURNED OUT ON A BET, PART 4 Of hot rods and men I was scared. Wait a minute, brave soldier! The whole plan was to disconnect from Kovachek, anyway! All I have to do is go through with the plan, team him up with Major Cadbury, and (gulp!) all my troubles will be over. A cold wind blew through the room. Everything so far required only a little political mane...
"We need a road trip," says Braydon, my neighbor at the trailer park. The blonde bearded man was in his late 20's, with at least five different baby mamas' in Wisconsin alone. "I mean if you're seriously going to marry this Keith guy." I sit on my porch drinking a Walmart brand sparkling water. "I kinda have to," I groan, patting my growing belly. At 12 wee...