The muscle-burning peddle up into the base of the Thompson Gap had helped. I'd had to think about what to do next—what to think about and what not. Mom wanted me to stay a couple of more weeks before leaving for Wake Forest for my first year there. The university coach had suggested that guys trying out for track and field couldn't show up early enough to st...
(This is the continuing story of work buddies who have become more than casual acquaintances. After some mutual blow jobs and an intense jack off session, Pete and Same are joined by Sam's long time buds Matt and Kevin. Suddenly a twosome becomes a foursome and a great time was had by all. Hope you enjoy. As with all my writings, these characters and situati...
I suggest you read Wings of Gray before you try reading this, otherwise you wont get most of what's going on. Enjoy :) I hope this satisfies everyone's burning need for a happily ever after, and I hope this also helps people see what would happen IF Alex hadn't ended up the way he did at the end of Wings of Gray. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Alex tried to sit up as Mike...
In time I found the strength to push myself up again, one groaning inch at a time, my insides aching almost sweetly. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and leaned forward, elbows on my knees, trembling everywhere. The floor seemed to expand at the edges of my vision, swirling like a membranous ocean a mile beneath my feet, head slowly spinning. The bar...
It was the third day of a new school year at Fort Lewis College. As I went to the Reed library, where I was talking to Marj Gomez the library administrative assistant on whats new. Afterwards I went to the restroom. On the stall wall of the restroom was some graffiti and one that read, "A happy camper is a guy who has a cock up his ass and a smile on his f...
Outside the tent: a heavy susurration of sound. Metallic groans replete with squeaks and clanks. The ground throbs. Inside the tent: a nylon floor covered with forest detritus. Ammo tins heavy with unspent rounds near the flap. A sleeping bag rolled up tight as a gymnast. Another sleeping bag, unrolled ... with a man named Ray in his boxers sprawled on top...
Cory Taylor opened the door of the men's locker rooms at Richmond Rugby Club and stepped inside. The familiar smell of sweat and urine drifted up his nostrils as he placed a bucket of cleaning supplies on the floor. It was his job to give the changing rooms a quick scrub down after every practice to make sure the facilities were up to standard. Cory's father...
Author's Note - There are moments of non-consent in this part of the story. If that type of element offends you, or is problematic, do not read. ### "C'mon, man! It will be the whole day!" "I can't, Connor. I have to work." A frown crossed Connor's face. "Can't you call in sick or something? Take a personal day?" "No, Connor. If I don't work, I don't g...
Revised version copyright 2007 by the author. * When I went on that business trip to Houston with Joel Rogers, the gay guy from my company, I never thought I'd end up having my first taste of man-to-man sex. After all, I was a happily married man--still am. It was a hectic time, though, as my wife and I had just had our first child, a beautiful little gir...
My first sexual experience of any kind was with the coach of the wrestling team, Mr Abraham, that I had secretly lusted after for some time. In my last year of high school, I found myself being kept behind so often after class that it was becoming second nature. It wasn't that I was disruptive or a trouble-maker; I just had a quick temper and wasn't good at...