"Bummer," I exclaimed with a pout, as I threw the telephone book half way across the room and collapsed onto the sofa. "What's up?" Nick asked, looking up from his computer where he was checking out the latest Literotica stories. "I've got the service worker itch, and they don't list who the hunky, well-hung plumbers and electricians are in the phone book...
Isaac was driving to a department store a few miles from his house. He seemed to get every red light. While he was stopped he would glance out his window and wonder if he would ever get some excitement in his life. Shopping for new boxers was not what he planning for spring break, it was all he can find to do though. Isaac was about 6'2, real slender, with...
The young, drunk construction worker staggered out of the Bourbon Street pool hall at three in the morning, assured that the resilience of his strong body would permit him to be walking the high beam at the construction site by seven, with only a couple of hours of sleep. He headed east on Bourbon and used Urselines to drop down to Chartres, where strong han...
MEETING SCOTTY'S FRIENDS Surprisingly Eric went on a double date on Saturday night. They ended up at his friend Steven's house and had sex with their dates. Eric felt very good about having sex with Margaret and they agreed to go out again that summer. She, like Eric, was not very good looking but she had a fantastic body and she loved his big dick. It was...
I couldn't be there. I couldn't stay there. I didn't know what came next. I hadn't looked at the script. I just knew I couldn't be there. I tripped down the stairs of brownstone and out onto the sidewalk of Richmond's Fan District. It was dark already. I instinctively turned left, toward the downtown area, and shuffled along with my hands in the pockets of...
Revised version copyright 2009 by the author. Committed readers of my stories will notice that this tale is a prequel to two others already posted. A prize to the first person who writes and tells me which ones . * It's getting a little hard to remember with all the "For Sale" signs going up on my block, but not too long ago times were good, and people we...
I didn't know if it was the unseasonal heat or the heavy work we'd done that day or Jake's scary stories or Miguel's empty bed that kept me awake in the dormitory that night, but I had nervous energy to spare. I would doze, but I'd wake up with a start and look over at Miguel's bed, the emptiness of it now explained, and then I'd check all of the other beds...
"Oh, come on, Rob. Come with me," Josh had said. "What's the worst that could happen? You could get laid. So what? It's about time. We've never been to a gay bar before—at least I haven't. And I hear Gustaf's is a gas. All made up in Transylvania style and everything. It's Halloween. They're sure to have pulled out all the stops for the occasion." No, I'd n...
What can I tell you about myself? I was born in a small town about 100 miles North of Los Angeles. I was very nerdy as a child and picked on by other kids. My Father would beat me, my mother would scold me. I wasn't happy. "Don't turn out like some fag!" my father would shout at me before giving me a vicious backhand slap to the face. It hurt me in many way...
I have a fantasy about this cute guy at the office... Peter is slim and not terribly tall, with dark curly hair. He's always dressed to the nines in a three-piece suite with a flower in his lapel. He even has one of those old-fashioned hats like the debonair heroes of black-and-white movies. Did I mention that Peter is gayer-than-gay? Openly so; it's not ju...