The internet is a wonderful thing, especially for allowing men to hook up with other men. So there I was, my cock in my hand, rubbing it slowly while signing up to a website to meet up with an older guy. I am 24 at this time, and I have little interest in guys my age. I like to be dominated, used, and told what to do and older guys fit that role much better!...
I greatly appreciate all the kind words and comments about my story. I am sorry that I haven't had the time to devote to it lately. Please accept that as an explanation not an excuse. LarryInSeattle pointed out that even fans of the story may well have lost track of the characters. I have no problem believing that -- I've lost track of the characters. I liv...
"OK, so tell me what exactly goes on the monthly boat rides?" "Gay sex. Only married guys go. All have had a gay experience in their past and had enjoyed it. Several were gay when they married. Some of the guys have always been bisexual. One guy joined us because he loves getting blowjobs and his wife will not even kiss his cock. He does play with other's...
You have stood at the window behind the curtain as I've fucked you, one hand on your belly as you suck on my thumb, stifling your moans and cries . The few diners left below are oblivious of what is happening just above their heads. You are unobserved now but want to be seen, not by the diners perhaps but you are wanton in your need at this moment and I wo...
Thanks to several readers for their formatting suggestions. Part 1 He lay there, thinking: "That's all that is left of me...pure thought. How lovely my life could have been. How full, how wondrous, how invigorating." Just a dead corpse. Nothing more. But wait. There definitely are thoughts there. His thoughts. "And what about me?" It is the voice of anot...
It is highly recommended that the reader complete Best Friends, before continuing on to part two. The author apologizes, as this segment should have been included in the original, but was inadvertently omitted during editing. * Mickey wakes as pre-dawn lightens the side of the tent turning the world a soft blue. Somehow he has separated from Lance during t...
Jimmy Manley shares the cramped backseat of a Volkswagen with two men that he does not know. Roger Bones sits up front, in the passenger seat. The man sitting next to Jimmy slips his hand onto Jimmy's thigh. Jimmy's body goes tense, but he tries his best to act natural. Jesus, not here, he thinks. Not now. He twists his lean frame, trying to protect his mi...
Hey David, that thing we talked about, are you still up for it? Send me your address. Time? Will you be alone? Yeah? Cool. Looking forward to it. Ah, there's the street, what number again? I check the scribble note on the dash. I pull up down the street a little, and walk back to his place. Might as well be discreet. Oh look, a condo with what looks like a...
Mike is friend of mine we're about the same age and build. We both like to do most of the same things. We work out at the gym together. We go hiking together. We're both married and are wives are friends. We go over their house for dinner. They come over to our house for dinner. So when Mike had a job to do over in Kona and needed some help, it was no surpri...
It was getting late. Harry and John had been drinking and talking – putting the world to rights – and were now both sitting on one of the sofas in John's sitting room – the easier to pass the dope pipe between them. A silence falls – not a difficult one – they are never stuck for words these two. Pleasantly pissed and mildly stoned. Harry leans back into the...