Summary: Straight shy guy walks into an adult theatre in late 1980's. Note 1: Thanks to Robert, goamz86, and Wayne for editing. Note 2: All participants are at least 18-years-old. Birth of a Cock Sucker: 1980's Teen Who: Me, a young naive guy What: A story of how I learned I was a natural cock sucker Where: Toronto, Canada When: 1989 How: Wel...
This story is dedicated to all the real Super Heroes of our time - The Service men and women of our Armed Forces and First Responders. This story is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or l...
I don't particularly like camping. I did it in the Scouts, with my family, in the military and it never did a whole lot for me. So how did I end up in the middle of nowhere in a tent again? My name is Luke Cooke and I'm a twenty-seven year old corporate finance analyst. I spent two years in the Army after high school, then six years at the Wharton School of...
Chapter 30 - W-9 Sunday night, in Dorm One It's about 9:00 PM, Troy and Mike are about ready to go to bed, as they have to arise at 5:00 AM and open tomorrow. "Mike," Troy asked softly, "Can you sleep with me?" "I don't know if that is wise, Troy," Mike responded, "It could get us into a compromising position. Can you give me a few minutes to think it ove...
This completely a work of fiction and if a bares and yadda yadda yadda y'all know the crack. Just read it and enjoy. He was looking at me. Not just the usual glance you recieve from fellow would be travellers waiting in the elements for the bus to arrive but actually looking. I caught his eye and he smiled and nodded, checked his watch then pulled his pho...
It had been a couple of days since me and my best friend had got drunk and sucked each other's dicks. We had still been playing video games online together and there was no awkwardness between us. I had jacked off to the memories of how it all happened and the feel of his cock in my mouth. I assume he was doing the same. We had planned on working out tonight...
Nate woke to the feel of gentle but rough fingertips soothing the swollen skin of his face. He opened his eyes to see the beautiful blues of Brandon Nash staring down at him. “Wake up, Nate. We’re here.” Nate shook himself in a bid to wake up. “I still say I can stay by myself. I hate to put you out like this.” “We had this argument back at the hospital,...
If you are under 18 years of age, this is not for you. If you are offended by male/male relationships, then do not read this work. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. To my editor Colandra, thank you so much for all your help! This is a copyrighted work of fiction...
"Is that the last of it?" Carey asked, as Ethan set the box down. "Yep. I didn't have much, and that's all I wanted," he said, staring at their new house. Since he had started his therapy, he had gotten a job. It paid well, and wasn't too hard. Carey was looking, but he still had a hard time being outside for that long. But he had been making good progress....
". . . 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...