I'm Dan, a 45 year old white guy, one of those guys who have been married to their job, mine is in silicon valley, I damn good programmer still employed, though now a freelancer. I've been separated from my wife and son for the last five years, she tragically died in a car accident a short while ago and so returned to my old home where my son, Tim, lives by...
I spent several minutes just sitting on the bench contemplating my strange evening. I made a mental note to speak to Hector about what he had seen. I also hoped that he might share his experiences of becoming of the island and his relationship with Greg. Although, I imagined that he would be somewhat circumspect talking to me as he clearly saw me as a guest....
Goa. December 2011. I'd just got off the bus. Drinking alone at a shack by the beach. And that's where He joined me at the table. We made the usual conversation. I noticed he used every excuse to reach out and touch my arm, my shoulder and even my knee. He: Hey, listen. how about we share a room? Save some cash that way. And with that he had his hand on my...
My name is Tommy B. I had just turned 18 and I had a lot to be thankful for. I recently graduated from high school with excellent grades. My family was very supportive and accepted my decision to take a year off from beginning college. I secured a part time job working in a local trucking company processing bills from 6pm to 10pm. The pay was pretty good and...
Following our Sunday afternoon session - big, burly, hairy man-next-door Clive and I - we composed ourselves and awaited the arrival of his friends. As we ate ham sandwiches and drank tea, Clive began to set the scene. "So there's Harry and Bruce. Harry's a bank manager, tall, thick-set, smooth skin. Quite dominant when he gets going. Bruce is short and chu...
The front door flung open and there stood Thomas. Smiling warmly and striking a dramatic pose with arms wide and robe open, he let the entire neighborhood see his firm, tan body. Swirls of soft black hair covered his chest and flowed down to the jockstrap that held his fullness. . "Quite the doorman," I said with heartfelt admiration, "but good thing I wa...
Bruce, our friend from the lake, called to check up on David and I. He offered to let us use his beach house if we wanted, we jumped at the chance. Bruce said we could use anything, house, vehicles and anything else and he'd text us the address and security codes, let him know when we were going, he didn't want to barge in while we were using the place. I to...
I spent the summer after my last year of high school working at a restaurant on the west coast, at a small resort town on the ocean close in Sonoma, California. I had grown up in a smaller town in the middle of nowhere in Ohio, and wanted to see a bit of the country before starting college in the fall. I also wanted to find a way to forget about my last year...
Author's note: those readers of the Peeing on the Peeper series will recognise the Leather Man character from one of its chapters. In that story the Leather Man was not allowed his wicked ways with the Peeper, so I've created a story especially for him. * The phone rang in my office and since my useless assistant was on one of his two-hour fuckin' lunch br...
This is a work of fiction. It contains descriptions of graphic sex between men. The disclaimers apply: if you are too young or a repressive government does not permit you to read it, stop. You have been sternly admonished. All rights reserved. This is a continuing story from the "Beach Day" series. It is highly recommended to read those first to see how And...