This is more of an essay, or perhaps an autobiography, rather than a story. Although much of what I have to say is based on my life experiences, the first lesson I have to share is to "Be yourself" and don't try to live your life to anyone else's expectations. I was born in 1941 and raised in a small, rural community in upstate New York. Now, in those days i...
Chapter 14: In Plain Sight Rob had practice every morning starting the day after Christmas. The state championship match would be held at the University of Richmond on New Year's Day. My parents surprised us by saying they wanted to come to the game to support Rob. Rob was touched and happily gave them hugs upon hearing the news. Three days before the cha...
Gus stood proudly behind the console of the skiff, looking out through his polarized lenses to read the water in front of him. Aaron stood to his left, and Mark was perched in front of them. "Ain't this the life boys?" Gus asked with the breeze blowing through his beard and full body sweater. Before the trip Gus had studied the tide charts, a topographic ma...
Back...And Forth. Back...And Forth. Jack's ass wiggled as he climbed the stairs back to Earl's office. He was hosed off but still gritty. His feet picked up some dirt and grime off the basement floor as he made it to the top of the stairs. He paused to spread his toes and scrape off the grime a bit and Earl turned and paused. "Ha. I wouldn't worry too mu...
I'm not all that sure how I got roped into going to Ken's daughter's place up on Blue Mountain near Front Royal. It was something about the Appalachian Trail, though, I'm sure. We were sitting at the bar at Scotties, a truck stop bar in Opal where Route 17 breaks off east from Route 29, south of Washington, D.C., to go over to Fredericksburg and the Eastern...
Thank you Cameron for your thoughtful feedback. Do not publish without my explicit permission. -------------- Standing alone in a broken-glassed bus shelter in the middle of nowhere, I'm watching the rain pouring like a spilt shipment of beans and the streetlights staining everything the colour of an orange gone bad. It's cold. I'm hungry. He's lat...
This story is graphic! If gay sex, breeding or forced sexual situations offend you please do not read this story. ***Spoiler*** this story is about forced gay sex. ***** I have been a cocksucker for about a year now. Guess I shouldn't toot my own horn but I've become a really good cocksucker. I understand the importance of keeping my hobby private. I gues...
I had just turned 18 and was about to go off to College in Washington after summer break so what better time to go on a road trip with my 2 best buds than now. My name is Rob and I had been friends with Mike and Paul for as long as I can remember. Let me describe myself before I going any further with this tale, I have always been the smallest in the group a...
I just didn't feel like working that afternoon, so around lunchtime I started complaining about a stomach- ache and said I was going home to bed. There were three other pharmacists in the store that day, so I figured they could do without me. I was driving down the Federal Highway when I passed the mall and saw the foreign movie theatre had a Japanese pictur...
WAKING UP SOMEWHERE IN ILLONOIS It was at the very early morning hour when Brent stirred slightly and felt Jake's stiff dick brush against his buttocks. Brent was barely awake lying on his left side with Jake behind him. Jake, who was still asleep, had his right arm draped over Brent's body. Brent felt Jake's erection twitch and tickle his bottom. Still wel...