Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Damon Reid vs. Tristan Thomas *** The next time Damon saw Tristan, it was at a meeting in his office. Four days after their last encounter. And it was all he could do not to draw him into his arms and damn the consequence. There were bags under his eyes and he had lost weight but he still looked sexy as hell. Dre...
The inspiration for the details of "She Learns Her Place" (another story I've posted here) is a fantasy that occurred to me a few years ago. I can't really be sure why I had it, but it has definitely stuck with me over the years, and I never fail to get very turned on when I think about it. In this fantasy, I'm in the submissive role. Anyway, the fantasy f...
Darren couldn't believe his luck. Couldn't believe this was his wife Joy's birthday present to him. It was by far the best—the most exotic and erotic anyway—he'd ever received, in 35 disappointing years. He thought about this as his self-announced "date" rolled a condom down his beautiful cock, and again, moments later, when he was penetrated by it. Darren...
I went to a bar in Hastings on Hudson to help a friend of mine hang his artwork. The bartender was a young, humpy German young man with nice muscles, curly jaw-length hair and bright blue eyes wearing big work boots, tight blue jeans, a tight tank top t-shirt and a neck chain.He looked like a blond, hotter Brian Dunne. We definitely had that "vibe" -- whe...
Being a young man growing up on a farm gave me lots of long hard days of work. It also gave me almost unlimited freedom. Days of being by myself with nothing around me but land. Visited only by my dad or our hired hand David. David was a 40-ish slender man. Short thinning hair and skin that looked like leather caused by years of rough work in all kinds of...
My air conditioner had stopped working last week. I know I should have had it serviced but as it turned out I was stuck driving on one of the hottest days of the summer. I was lucky to have chosen my clothes correctly though. I dressed coolly in a white sports shirt and matching shorts. At least that was some relief from the heat. I was a little aggravated...
Deon turned to me and said "I'll keep the noise down from now on if you agree to keep your mouth and pussy on call 24/7 until I leave." "Deal" I croaked as I licked my lips, he took one last photo of me licking his cum from my lips and went to the shower... I stood on shaky legs and wobbled my way back to my bedroom, ass clenched to stop anything dripping o...
"Francis we just got a call... come on," Steve found his partner at the counter of the coffee shop they had stopped at. His partner quickly put a lid on his drink and followed Steve out to the cruiser. "So what's the call?" Francis asked as he sipped his coffee. "I don't really know. Apparently some guy was dropped off in front of the hospital and it looke...
4 Swan Point Cemetery was at the north end of Blackstone Boulevard, a very ritzy section of Providence. H.P. Lovecraft is buried in a smaller cemetery just a little further to the north, a stone's throw over the wall in Swan Point. Nettie brought us toward the family plot but had to stop a couple of small paths away. I could see the crane that was normally...
I never knew that my straight-laced life could take such a turn. Until that day I thought my hidden life of masturbation would remain undiscovered forever. You see, I have an unusual way of masturbating. When my wife and kids are out of the house, I often head to the bedroom and strip to my underwear. I prop up a couple of pillows in the middle of the bed,...