Kenny stunk. He didn't have to be told, he could smell his own stench. How many days had passed now without a bath were unknown, he just knew it had been over a week and he was smelling ripe. It wasn't that there was no water. He was on an island, after all, there was water everywhere. However, there were things in the water... things that might bite. Possi...
I sipped my beer as I sat at a table in the bar, casually looking out over Loch Lomond. I had some documents in front of me, on the table, but I was rapidly getting bored. I knew what I was going to talk about when I met my clients in the morning. I had my power point presentation ready and I was confident I could deliver it. I put a paper down and looked ou...
My other recent bathhouse travel experience was to a male only sauna in a much larger and more international city considerably north of where we live. I had read about it on the net, and after doing a bit of something resembling research, had a grasp of changed details within a familiar setting. Like fees for private rooms - the sort of spaces freely availa...
"Turner!" shouted the P.E. teacher. Turner looked anxiously back towards where the shout had emanated from. "Get in my office, at once!" bellowed the teacher. Turner hurried nervously into the P.E. teacher's office. "And close the door, Turner!" shouted Mr. Murray. Turner swiftly obliged. "Turner, at the end of last lesson, do you remember what I told you m...
Disclaimer: This is a new story I'm working on. I plan to write in smaller chapters so I can push out new material more frequently. I do my own editing, so disregard any mistakes. All characters are 18 years or older. I'm appreciative of any and all feedback. Thanks! CHAPTER 2: Nick finally gets what he wants. Saturday morning came and hit me like a freigh...
Ivan, Luke and Mike got to the cafeteria, almost too late. There was still plenty of food left but the kitchen crew of two were ready to put things away and call it a night. Ivan said, "Shorty, we appreciate y'all keepin' the food out for us latecomers. We should be the tail of the crew from D2." Shorty was the nickname that had been tacked on to LaVerne...
Ian and I had been classmates since we were in kindergarten. Ian had always been a great friend of mine and now that we were both 18 and about to enter different colleges, we were spending as much time as we could together. It was summer time and Ian lived about a 40 minute drive from my house, so on some occasions, I would end up sleeping over. That summe...
I've always thought of myself as being straight. Yet, here I am sitting on a chair in your kitchen, with your hands on the back of my head forcing your hard cock deep inside my throat, while my middle finger slides in and out of your asshole, fucking it. I smell the musky odor of your crotch as you finally bottom out inside me and your balls slap against my...
Author's note. There's a narrow line between being bi and gay and I am on that line. As are most of my stories so I am never sure what category they should be. Hope I don't offend anyone. ***** Bi, Gay or Fuck Knows What? It's the buzz that matters. I visit a gay sauna and wow! The building in Shoreditch in East London was a maze of different rooms set...
My cousin Jimmy and I burned up the telephone lines after our first meeting. In that meeting I had "borrowed" a pair of my sister's stockings and gave them to my cousin as a gift. He and I had a thing about women in stockings and he would focus on my sister. I tried the stockings on at his home one weekend and I ended up sucking him off twice that weekend. T...