Around The World With Nothing On... ***** Part 1: Voyage Of Discovery Me, I'd always been the quiet geeky kid. The Johnny No-Mates with bad acne and National Health glasses. My passion was all directed into electronics from being at primary school. Sex never figured very importantly in my life. I studied. I stayed home nights and worked on my projects, sh...
**Nick is pissed off and getting drunk, knowing he should stop. But when he sees the hot blond superstud come walking in the bar it gives him every reason to drink all the more!** ***** New York City Nick was sitting at the bar at Jilly's on Fifth Avenue nursing his fifth scotch and soda and trying not to slug it down like he had the others. He was pissed...
I joined SuperPump during business school. It wasn't fancy. It didn't have the latest and greatest equipment. It was not a place to see or be seen. It was a relic of a time when gyms were gyms; when family owned, single location operations didn't have to worry about a corporate mega gym coming to town and drawing away all their customers. I have no idea how...
". . . and I'll need to be at the Santiago de Compostela airport by eleven in the . . . are you getting this, Sean? Your thoughts seem so far away." "Umm, yes, Phil. You'll need to be at the airport by eleven tomorrow morning for the flight back to New York, so you'll have to leave here at . . ." "No later than eight. I know you aren't a morning person, so...
Author's note: The following is a continuation of my experiences working at an adult store with a back room in the small college city. In the first chapter, I described how I got the job and my first experiences with anonymous gay sex. One older man even offered to pay me for light cleaning, if he could provide the outfit. For more details, please read part...
The drama department's bulletin board was plastered with sign-up sheets for auditions. Tristan's eyes flitted over his options, skipping anything directed by undergrads. He had limited time this semester as it was his last year at school and he wanted to build a strong portfolio of successful shows before graduating. He found one bulletin that listed the dir...
Thunder? Stampede? Earthquake? Ragnarök? No, man, it's the Disciples. The whole motherfucking gang. They're on their hogs, and they ride. Hair streams like sinister oriflammes. Naked biceps clench in leather jerkins. Fists twist throttles. Like a dust of diamonds sweat glistens on the tattoo tapestry. The Disciples roar through primeval forest, serpentinin...
This story is a very over the top work of fantasy, and it contains extreme humiliation, ws, unsafe sex practices. Please don't read if it's not your cup of tea. ***** The next few days I struggled to return to normalcy. I tried to focus on work. Went to the gym. I got a new phone, ordered a new credit card. But it was impossible to not think about what Mel...
"...And protect us from evil, Lord, whatever form it takes," Mr. Carpenter said with his head bowed and eyes closed. Sid looked around the table. His father at one end, brothers and sisters, a few aunts, uncles, and cousins, and Zach, his best friend. They were all bowing their heads and holding their hands as his father prayed over the Thanksgiving dinner....
Although right to be proud, Tony wasn't a champion in either the length or girth department, so I managed to go down on him to the hilt and rise to the rim of his bulb and go down on him again in rapid succession in a reverse cowboy, which he seemed to appreciate a lot. My revolve move had him moaning. He was flat on his back on his bed in his balcony cabin,...