When Kanga was growing up in a small village in Central Africa in the sixties there was only one white man around. And this man, a Greek who owned a small trading business, fascinated Kanga no end. Mr Antonopoulos' store was the only one for miles around. The buses used to stop right outside and passengers would alight to buy their groceries before continui...
First I want to apologize for making everyone wait. I was pretty busy and will be in the future too. I won't be able to write as fast as I did the first two chapters so please be patient with me and continue to read my stories. I will try to write one chapter each month at least. I won't be able to post another chapter for three or four weeks so I thought I...
I'm not always in the mood to have sex with other men, but when I get in the mood, it hits me pretty hard. I'm a thirty-one year old guy living in Norristown, Pennsylvania, and as far as all my friends know, I'm a straight guy. I love women, but sometimes I really want the feelings that only another man can give me. My taste has always run toward older, ma...
I awoke in the brightly light of morning, as hard as I could ever be on awakening. I lay there contemplating the events of last night, and pondered the idea of a quick self-fuck with the toy I had fucked myself with before falling asleep. It was still tucked under my pillow. I heard noises in the bathroom, and suspected (imagined?) my hosts engaging each o...
My first submission to this site- please, by all means, I encourage you to comment on this. Good, bad, any input is much appreciated and lets me develop into a better writer –The Author It was morning. The sheets, once smelling of whatever detergent, was neutral- in fact, it smelled a bit...masculine. As well it should, considering that there was a naked m...
We had finally finished helping my friend Dave move into his new condo. Most of his friends had already left and it was just the three of us. I was standing with Susan kissing her goodbye. She needed to get her brother's pickup back to him before it got too late. It was just beginning to get dark and she had to drive across town. As she climbed into the truc...
On the streets of Buena Park, California, people with a fondness for customary patriotism expressed gratitude with some undisruptive detonations. As a lifelong tradition, the Fourth of July was alive and well in the city. The street lights didn't become the only ones that provided manmade luminosity. Men, women, and children set their fireworks alight, illum...
The wife was gone to her sister's for the weekend. I got up late and was shaving in the bathroom mirror when I noticed a reflection in the closet mirrored door. Someone was looking in my bedroom window. I couldn't make out who it was. I only saw the shape of the head. I continued to shave and moved into a different position so I could have a better view. It...
I woke the next morning, and my soft cock was nestled between the cheeks of my bed partner. My brain was working overtime remembering all that had happened yesterday. It all came flooding back, the meeting at the rail station. The night of unbridled sex, cum was dried around my arse cheeks the memory of being fucked was still fresh in my mind. My cock start...
I see Sean four mornings a week at the gym. He runs the treadmill and I swim, but our schedules are close enough that we arrive at nearly the same time and finish our workouts a few minutes apart. I thought this a coincidence, at first. But I knew better when I got to know him, and learned to appreciate him in unimaginable ways. Our lockers are in the same...