On my trip through Europe during the Summer of 1985 after my Sophomore year at university, I took an overnight train and had the cabin to myself until, thankfully, a tall, extraordinarily handsome, short-haired redhead with bright green eyes, dark eye lashes and brows, a cleft chin, high cheekbones, perfect nose and lips who looked like a short-haired, redhe...
The humour was infectious. Not that it was a funny book, just that the way the story was told tickled Grant just right. And he was, he realized belatedly, stroking himself off as he imagined fucking the book's hero, Robert. It was the tenth Robert book and also the latest one, fresh off the press. Grant had only discovered them 18 months before so the time...
I did a double take that I'm sure Rex noticed when I saw him at the back of the group of mourners standing on the other side of Patrick's coffin. It still was suspended on the lift, not yet lowered into the Oak Park cemetery grave. Rex was staring straight at me. He was a tall man, standing a full head over the other mourners, elegantly dressed, as always,...
Feeling Ted's hot cock inside me proved to be a real learning curve, The way he stripped and unzipped me with that certain eagerness, his breathing changing rapidly as he eventually found my genitiles, my ass and everything, his warm fluid kisses which did everything enduring me to want his fuck so much. Holding my breath and gritting my teeth the first tim...
(This new story carries on from, The Wonderful World of Rex) *** Lorna snapped one more photo as the train doors opened. The old frumpy, very tipsy businessman's balding head slid up and down Rex's cock with a gurgling sound. It almost sounded like choking really to Lorna's mind as the buzz of the very large crowd began to fill the carriage. Lorna made a q...
I first met my friend Pete at a job I had back in high school. He was nearly 10 years older than me but we had got on well from our first meeting. In many ways he was my complete opposite physically. Where I was short, pale and skinny, he was tall, tanned and toned. And where I was small and hairless, I suspected he was not. Pete is an openly gay man and as...
"I'm not quite sure what to say . . . um, Jamie, was it? We've never had a walk-in on this before. I think maybe you should be talking to—" "You are Sam Winterberry of the special unit, aren't you?" "Yes, but I don't know how you knew anything about such a unit or about me. Could you just sit here a minute and—" Sam Winterberry had never in his long years...
Sean's Ride I always wanted to see Abe Lincoln's bloody pillow. I loved trains. I found this Silver for Younger website. An 85-year-old retiree decided to fly down to Savannah and ride back with me. I paced the blue carpet watching incoming jets through the glass. Greg wore a bright pink shirt and a red hat. I greeted him. He was with Chris, his friend, a b...
"Perhaps stand over there at the center of the net with the grandstand and the Bangkok skyline in the background." Dent Douglas tore his eyes away from the young man who was interviewing him; turned his gaze on the photographer, Rick Rodriguez; and then, with a smile, moved to the center of the tennis court net and struck a pose. He was a tall, well-built s...
It was not long before Josh had essentially moved in to David's house. It didn't happen all at once. Progressively, he moved from leaving a toothbrush in his bathroom, to having a clean shirt and underwear for sleepover 'emergencies'. Before long, David cleared out a drawer for him in the dresser and before he knew it, he was calling to see if he should pick...