The coach and Male Logic are irresistible to shy students Practically since the day I graduated, I've worked as a PE teacher and coach at *** University, one of the oldest in the South. I've always enjoyed sports. Love coaching. And something else: I never can get enough of young meat. College coaching is the best setup--all the students are over 18 (t...
It all started with my wife and I confessing to each other our fantasies. My wife's name is Louise. Louise and I were talking one night and we wanted to tell each other our deepest, darkest secrets. So, I admitted to her that some of my first sexual experiences were with another guy. She seemed a little shocked, but she admitted that she too, had played arou...
I sprained my right shoulder at the gym trying too much weight on the stacks of the nautulus. I knew I boogered it up as soon as I made my first rep. God, it hurt when it did it but not half as much as it hurt after I showered up and went home. It really stiffened up then. I could barely lift my arm. I had to punch in my chiropractor’s phone number with my l...
Warning: I write love stories with graphic sex. The lovers may be of the same gender. So if love offends you, you'd best move on. MJL My first memory is of my father yelling, "Get out of my way you worthless piece of shit!" and backhanding me so hard I bounced off of the refrigerator door. I was three years old at the time. That's actually better than my se...
Master Mike is a 50 year old divorced, Gay Master with a shiny bald head and a black mustache. He stands 6'6" and his hard, muscular body is the product of good genes, healthy eating, and years in the gym. I met him online after placing an ad about me and my growing need to meet a discrete dominant male interested in helping a married heterosexual man exper...
As hard as I had tried not to I must have fell asleep eventually, because all of a sudden I found myself getting of the bed to accept the tray of breakfast that was being pushed through the hatch. I took the tray, went back to the bed and stared at the food before me. A couple of pieces of lukewarm toast, a bowl of soggy cornflakes and a warm mug of coffee...
I don't know how long he'd been sitting there, across from us, in Washington, D.C.'s, Union Station waiting room before I saw him. Denise was off, checking out the shopping concourse because she couldn't sit still for the two-hour wait before we could board the Capitol limited bound on an eighteen-hour, one-night run to Chicago. The senator was pacing an ei...
The weekend flew by, as time often does when one is not looking forward to the week ahead. Chris spent most of that time floating between a state of utter depression and total self-loathing. He knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that he should have stopped Jake the moment he had felt the younger man's hand on his trousers – before then even; the moment their l...
I was seriously still floating on another planet on my way back to my dorm. The Professor and his son literally turned me out, I never thought I would ever screw a father and his son at the same time. I walked with two generations of there family genes inside of me and smiling like I had just won a million bucks. That's when I noticed every guy I passed by...
I am so exhausted that I can hardly believe it. Yeah, things are starting to settle down here in Vermont, I'm getting on well with Mr. Townsend at the job site. I'm working half days, riding in with dad, then I take a bus when I am off work, head to this ice rink located near our new home. Some great new friends here, getting on really well with this guy Tag...