MAX & THE CITY by KABS© Edited by hkf999 This is a story that I have written before, many years ago, and subsequently lost. Any writer that this has happened to can imagine what a sinker it must be to lose your only and original copy of something! Well, the inspiration finally struck a second time to put it back on paper all sexually active personages bein...
Chapter One: Hi, I'm Ricky. I am attending college to study computer programming. I have not yet met the guy with whom I will be sharing a room. Time for some background information about me: I am lanky, and could never be described as good looking. In fact, I am rather unattractive and on the dirty side. To begin with, my feet could raise the living d...
I walked in after Steve and he told me to stand in the corner looking to the door, with my feet apart. My hands held to my neck, my newly acquired tits wobbling in from of me, my walk forced to be bow legged by the big beast of a plug that was clenched by my hungry hole. Master S walked in a minute or two later and stopped in front of me, crossing his muscu...
We could not lay there dozing long, because the tide came up and wet our feet, I was still laughing about that when it lifted my butt off the sand. Now we had further to go to the boat, but Lance stayed with me and I had my first swimming lesson that morning. We walked and bounced 'til our feet left the ground then Lance half-supported me while I sort of dog...
(by horny_dad or lexxjld on some sites) * Malcolm woke with a terrible start, convinced that something had touched him. All around him was blackness -- the deep impenetrable blackness of a moonless, starless night in a room with its heavy opaque curtains drawn. It was so black he could almost feel the atmosphere round him, and wondered for a moment if that...
Chapter 1 The ad was for a studio apartment on Lincoln in Venice Beach. Even a studio was expensive, especially close to the beach, but Dean really wanted the place. It was close to work, and he could work out with muscle dudes on the boardwalk. It was perfect, but it was out of his price range. He had to make it work. Maybe he could find a roommate, alth...
It was a dark autumnal night as I pulled into his road the biblical rain briefly subsided for long enough to me find his house. I paused momentarily outside the door before ringing the bell, my heart was in my mouth as I saw some movement in the house, this was it the moment I got to meet the man I had been sharing fantasies with for so long. I had met him o...
Part 1: I can tell it now [names have been changed] I was always timid. Don't know why. Just never the rough-and-tumble sort. And I was a homosexual before I even knew what the word meant. I liked cocks even before I knew they could do more than piss, clear back when the only word I knew was "peepees." The Mormon church, of course, taught me that I was on...
The story you about to read is 100% true. Only the names have changed. I stood in the shower, letting the tepid water flow across my face and down my chest. This heat and humidity had become so bad that taking a hot shower just meant that you would be sweating before you dried afterward. I ran my hands down my chest and belly, spreading the shower gel over...
The following is a work of fiction. All characters are over the age of twenty one years. *** He was the host in the hotel restaurant near the convention center. Early twenties and very cute. Dark curly hair, incredible smile, about five seven and slightly built. Exactly my type. Shaking off the rain from my coat I approached the host to be seated for dinn...