Let me just begin by saying...I love my job. I get paid to fuck and be fucked and on my terms. Sure, I could become 'famous' and do the same thing in front of a camera; But the pay in my field is higher and the hours better. I'm not so sure the term 'hustler' is really the correct term for me. Gigolo just sounds so Richard Gere, and I've never had an affini...
I hunched down and looked away from the sentry as I walked through Kadena's Gate Two into Kozo City. It was a little silly, as the sentries knew that any airman walking into Kozo City in the early evening like this was looking for the bars—and for sex. And, if anything, they were wishing they were too. But the nature of the sex I was looking for had me sli...
I went back to my dorm as quickly as I could and waited, and hour later I snatched up my phone and dialed Mike's number. "Hello." "Hi, I...um...I'm the guy from..." "Oh, slut boy," he said. He told me where his apartment and said that I was to be there in half an hour, ready for my hole to be fucked. I grabbed my stuff, and out of my room heading off the...
It was the weekend after we got back from California. I was still reeling from the hot three-way we had with Jim's temporary girlfriend, Lydia. I was invited along to double team with Jim and fuck Lydia before she got married. The sex was amazing. Being this intimate with Jim while the three of us were naked was beyond anything I could ever imagined. Even th...
Day 5 Continued As we sat and ate I recounted the story of golfing that morning. It was an ordinary, mundane dinner conversation and aside from the fact that we were naked it was no different from a thousand other times we had spoken about our day over dinner. I wanted to draw out the moment so I filled in lots of details about the game; slicing on the thir...
People often ask me where I get my ideas from. I'm a romance novelist. Yep, I write those cheap and tawdry little paperbacks that fly off the shelves at the supermarket or the book store for $7.95 a pop; my books fill the afternoons -- and the shopping carts -- of America's housewives, fueling afternoon fantasies that their husbands can never fulfill. Oops....
He certainly looked like a big brute when he had arrived in the hotel room, and with all that muscle, he provided me the hope that he could touch me where I needed to be touched, take care of my need, and give me relief. But it hadn't happened. Once again it hadn't happened. I was beginning to think there really was such a thing as wearing your hole out, as...
After tending to the needs of the bound burglar in the exercise room, I entered the living room of the house on Park to find that there had been an addition. "The pizza came, and maybe soon the pizza man will come as well," Eric said cheerfully to me, as I walked in. Eric was sitting in the middle of the sofa and had a young guy, certainly no more than nine...
After the hot sessions with Jim and then Lorenzo, I was drained and I guess they understood that because they suggested we hit the bar for a drink. We cleaned up and headed off the resort's bar for a relaxing adult beverage. Jim and Lorenzo had been living together in New York City for over a year I learned but it sounded to be an open relationship as they...
Author's Note. Ok, for all you faithful readers of mine this is out of the ordinary but I vowed to get one story in each category and I promised a friend I would do a gay story also. Don't expect this style from Me often if ever again just had to venture into the unknown. To that friend, Angel, your welcome. Angelique stood there watching the two strapping...