"I can't believe you're leaving man" I said to Leo as we walked to his house "if you leave I'm going to be left here with Jordan!" "Jo is your best friend, your better friends with him than you are with me." Leo replied. "Well yeah" I admitted "but he doesn't cook, and I've had more free meals at your house than a homeless shelter, and I know I work at a h...
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...
8===> Waking up to a whole new beginning Author's note: For those of you that have been emailing and leaving messages on other stories...Pizza Boy is finally back! More chapters are still being added and new twists and drama for the boys will be coming. For those of you reading this series for the first time, I hope you will enjoy it as much as I have had...
Standard disclaimer: this story is a very over the top work of fantasy, and it contains extreme humiliation, blackmail, and unsafe, non-consensual sex practices. If that's not your thing, please don't read it. Otherwise, enjoy! - This strange new state of affairs continued. Everyday I would report to the gym, strip to my jockstrap, and Cliff, my self-appoi...
About fifteen years ago my wife and I were living in Annapolis, Maryland. It's a cool little coastal city that's home not only to the Maryland state capital but also to the United States Naval Academy. For us it was a good location since she worked in Washington and I worked in Baltimore. For me it offered the added benefit of putting me in the same town as...
He took a long slow breath as he stepped onto the cracked concrete. His first free breath in almost six years and he savored it. His wide chocolate brown nostrils flared, his eyes closed, Neville Sinclair was a free man again. With his long thick arms stretched up above his head he raised to the tip toes of his black leather construction boots and let the br...
I woke up the next morning, naked, with a hardon and the need to piss like a racehorse. I rolled over to look for Scott, but he was gone. I hadn't heard him leave. I quietly got out of bed and went in the small bathroom attached to Scott's bedroom loft and sat on the toilet to pee. I thought about our day together yesterday. Scott and I were best friends...
Chapter 8: Vegas Meet After a rough night at the tables, I decided to check the local sex sites and see if anything caught my eye. As I was scanning craigslist, there was a posting that instantly caught my eye. It said, "On holiday with parents, interested in having a 'what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas' experience. I'm open to oral, anal, pretty much an...
Edgewick guided my lovely rival, still-sniffling, to the opposite corner. I listened for extra swats but didn't hear any, which I suppose was fair since he was freshly caned, whereas the burn in my bottom had had a chance to dissipate somewhat--while I got to watch a highly enjoyable show. The time in the corner passed slowly, but my cock stubbornly refused...
Two months after his 18th Birthday, As Jim laid in bed, his leg were very tired. Jim had just finished his eagle scouts project, building a bridge in the creek. Sounds stupid right? But it worked, so now he was done with scouts forever! Wait, damn, he just said he would help his scoutmaster out with a camping trip! "Fuck, fuck fuck..." he thought as he undr...