*3* I wouldn't exactly call myself beautifully gorgeous or an Adonis. I'm just a good looking guy. I have short brown hair, deep blue eyes and a killer smile. I'm not this big ripped and muscular guy, I would simply call myself slim. I do have the V-shaped torso, though, which I find a nice quality. I'm not a whore either. I'm simply a guy on a mission. My...
I had always kind of sucked at poker, but never like I did last Thursday. I sat at the table with the regular gang of guys. Ken was winning the night. He was a big guy, easily over six and a half feet tall. Played college football back in the day. Vishni was from, I think, Pakistan. He was Asian/Indian, dark, inky black hair, a quiet type who was a computer...
This is a first attempt at a dual POV story and involves my fantasy about a real person, but names have been changed to prevent getting busted somehow. Be kind. 8 Years Ago Me: I had nothing to do on a Sunday, no games or practices and I had a message from Leslie that her son Joey's club soccer team was playing at the complex near me. Joey played for the...
I heard the door open and he walked in. I did not look over at him but when I heard it close I said, "Lock the door." I had prepared for him, had been waiting for him and he was right on time. I was glad he hadn't chickened out because I wanted, no I needed, what he had for me. He and I had exchanged a flurry of e-mails that had now resulted in this meetin...
I'd found a couple that wanted to bring another gay into their fun and had posted an ad looking for someone that they might be able to "fit into" as well as be able to have him "fit into" them. I responded and to the ad and we chatted online without showing pictures of ourselves for "safety sake" till we got comfortable. Finally one night we both web cam wit...
My name is Aaron O'Shea. A short, skinny and red-haired young man of Irish descent living in the city of Ottawa, Ontario. I recently moved there from the town of Boston, in the state of Massachusetts. So far, I don't like the Confederation of Canada. Where I grew up, racial diversity in schools, neighbourhoods and the workplace was a mainstay. Canada is full...
(Written by request for a satin fetish story by James A.) The music swells and the lights dim under the big tent, as the excitement builds in the audience and the buzzing conversations subside with the rising expectation that something—something special—is about to happen. Strobing lights and laser beams come up, gyrating around on the floor below and under...
I was at work horny as ever thinking about how a great a nice hard cock would be fucking me hard in the ass. My ass was ready I had already been playing with my ass in the bathroom and just couldn't get enough. I finally decided I was just going to have to go and get fucked. I had been to the this Adult Video theater several times before and can always fin...
Damn, why did he have to be so hot? As he paddled out to me, I could clearly see his muscles outlined beneath the wetsuit he was wearing. He stopped next to me and grinned. "You almost got that last one, man!" "Yeah right, I suck at this." He had sandy blond hair, a gentle, kind face, and firm muscles everywhere. He was still lean though, and not an ounce...
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