I spotted him sitting at the receptionist's desk on the first day of my new job at the University. This being the Computer Science Department there wasn't really a wealth of hot guys, so he definitely stood out. He was just my type, too—short but beefy, his head shaved clean, wearing a white t-shirt that barely contained his brick shithouse body. He had a ta...
Be careful what you bet. Cody had me; we both knew he did. If I was in his place I'd be merciless. The bet was high stakes; whoever lost had to give the winner whatever he wanted. I thought I'd win. I'd already planned on my winnings: I'd trade cars with him for a week. Cody was in his element in his SUV and I grinned whenever I imagined him in a beat-up Ki...
After pulling a train on his first day in the cell block, Clayton Smithers settled into a life of being regularly and frequently fucked in his highly available and desirable ass. On that epic first day, the new queen serviced at least twenty of his fellow convicts, as many as had been able to get a turn with him over the two hours that they had available. Al...
Author's note: A new year, a new series! This has just been an idea I've been toying around with for a while. I hope you all enjoy it! And thanks once more for all the incredible feedback I've gotten. I'm pretty sure I've said this before, but I feel the need to reiterate just how much it really drives me forward! You guys are the greatest! - your city bi...
Last night I was at one of my favorite local bars after a softball game with the guys and I saw a guy sipping brown liquor at the bar who reminded me a lot of a guy I once knew in Savannah. He had a found place in my memories because he and I had the best guy on guy sex I ever enjoyed. His name was Henry, and he worked in the library at the school where I wa...
Revised version copyright 2006 by the author. None of this would have happened if my flight out of Dallas/Fort Worth hadn't been delayed. I was royally pissed but there was nothing I could do. It was my own fault, anyway, for not having called ahead or checked the status of the flight on the Net. What can I say, my brain was fried. I'd just finished my fir...
Will and I enjoy our times together and I thought you might be interested to hear how we developed the friendship that we now have. It all began with a hunting trip five years ago. My uncle Chet was quite a sportsmen but had no children and when he died, he left his spacious hunting camp along with two hundred acres of prime hunting land to his only survivin...
Marks Unexpected Visitor Has A Tasty Morsel. When Sal's away Mark likes a flute to play. Before you start to run away with the idea that I am a musician, the flutes I love to play are usually attached to some nice young man who is quick to elongate at a mere touch. I am just a normal everyday guy with a nine to five everyday existence. Married to a tall s...
I sat in a table as close to the shadows of the bar as I could and turned the business card over and over in my hands. What the fuck did I have to do with a lawyer named James Gleason? Or, rather, what did he have to do with me? Sitting in the shadows in this sort of bar proved not to be a good idea. Before Gleason showed up, I had to turn away—politely, I...
It was now almost one week since the greatest day of sex in my life. The Sunday before, I had spent the day fucking both my lovers, Rick and Ken, then later that evening the three of us had gone to a Halloween party where I had performed live on stage in front of a screaming audience. Being slightly inebriated and drugged, I was led on to a stage where the m...