I had retired from the Army just over a year ago after having served 25 years as an MP. While I still wore a buzz cut although what was left of my hair was now salt and pepper gray. I was in my mid-forties and still in pretty good shape at six foot six and 240 pounds. I had just finished a five mile run and was sipping coffee from a thermos at one of the pi...
Ebenezer somehow found himself back near the rectory house on a fog bound night that one would expect to be bone-chilling clammy and cold, but he was still enveloped in comfortable warmth. Just a few feet away he caught site of an unfamiliar specter, very dark but with a sheen of foggy light, just enough to distinguish it in the moonless dark of night. It wa...
A few years back my company transferred me to San Diego to work on a new contract we had just won from the government. I decided to bring my girlfriend Samantha along and move in with me, something my friends and co-workers told me I was crazy to do. Although Sam is extremely hot and very fit, they told me it was like bringing candy to the candy store. They...
(Continues the story begun in An Appalachian Trail Romance and The Wedding) Long, sinewy muscles like bands of flexible steel rippling beneath smooth skin tanned to a lustrous bronze lent power to each punch and kick with which Stephen assaulted the weighty kicking bag. Like the sharp crack of a whip, his limbs cut through the air and struck the bag in a f...
For at least twenty years I owned my vintage 1971 White Dodge Challenger. It was modeled after it's movie likeness, from an old cult movie classic; the big-screen version of "Vanishing Point." I used to take it to a lot of local car shows, and cruises, where it would get a ton of positive feedback from fans and car enthusiasts. Although it was a tough-lookin...
This is the state I was in anyway, when I had to get on the plane to come home, not feeling too sad to be doing so, remembering all of this, the whole trip, but those moments of nakedness and sex, at the beach, in the house, the three of us naked and aroused, going to bed together, too tired to sleep, tangled up in each other, laying, sitting, rolling over,...
By that point, my relationship with Chad seemed to have taken over my life. I spent practically all my time either thinking about him, or sneaking around with him, or worrying what might come between us; or some combination of all three. My sex dreams had taken on a whole new dimension. I still fantasized about Chad, yet my fetish for group sex was still a...
The following story is a fictional account. The characters are entirely unreal and so are their situations. Thus no direct attention was paid to probability or safety for the characters. Such practices should not transfer over to real life situations. Practice safe, sane and consensual sex. For your own damn good. If you have problems or issues with queer po...
The following story is a fictional account. The characters are entirely unreal and so are their situations. Thus no direct attention was paid to probability or safety for the characters. Such practices should not transfer over to real life situations. Practice safe, sane and consensual sex. For your own damn good. If you have problems or issues with queer po...
This one was a real bitch. Just count the number of orgasms I had to bring my guys to in the time frame of 1 1/2 pages. Ow. My hand hurts. Seriously, count them. So...Which of my guys would you fuck? -K * Donovan's jeans were down at his ankles. I was naked with my back smeared against the door of the washroom stall, my legs wrapped around my brother'...