He was five feet, three inches tall. He weighed a whopping 115 pounds. At eighteen years old, he was checking in to a new high school in the first month of the school year. His father was a fighter pilot in the Air Force. They moved a lot. They moved so much that his mother had her fill of it five years ago and divorced his dad. He knew what it was like, ch...
It had been almost a week since Joe and I were stripped naked at my friend's party. I hadn't seen or heard from Joe since. We worked out every weekday morning together for like the past year. I wondered if he was mad at me? Or maybe embarrassed? Joe was extremely shy about his nakedness. What I put him through last week was bad and I'm feeling extremely guil...
The early morning sun streamed through the balcony doors onto Michael's muscular thighs and legs. His head buried beneath a pillow, he slept soundly. Kate stood naked on the balcony, the ocean breeze caressing her naked body like a million tiny feathers tickling her. Glancing down to sand below her she spotted a cat playing with mouse, toying with it, decidi...
Derrick never understood why his mother always told him to always be clean and change his underwear until his chance encounter with April. Chances are good he'll never have to be prompted again. It had been a beautiful spring afternoon and the flowers were perfuming the air. Derrick had been on his way to town via the back roads to pick up his steady girlfr...
Author's note: I am not gay and this story is not about gays. It is about men being bisexual and being together. Hence, I have published it in erotic couplings as to me that is what Sam and I had. I appreciate that some readers may, however, not wish to read about men having sex together. If that offends you, then stop now. ***** I was surprised, but no...
Note: The descriptions and accounts in these stories are fictional and do not portray any actual people or events. It all started on a typical LA evening. As usual, the guys were sitting around talking football, and the girls were left to entertain themselves. The main topic of male conversation was always ridiculing the never to be sufficiently damned...
I love to hear (even anonymously) from readers who have enjoyed my stories... if this gets you off, please consider leaving a comment :) ***** It all started at the beginning of my junior year in college at the University of Colorado. I spent my freshman and sophomore years at Smith College, a fine women-only institution, but I realized early in my freshm...
The name is James Monceaux. I'm a big and tall ( six foot-three and 270 pounds, to be exact ) , good-looking young black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. These days, life is good. Lots of good things have been happening for me this year. My girlfriend accepted my marriage proposal. We plan on getting hitched sometime in the...
He's so fucking sexy. I see him every day when I stop for my morning coffee. I try to time it so that I'm either behind him in line so I can ogle that cute pert ass. When I'm early, I make sure I loiter at one of the tables so I can see that boyish cute face of his. He just does it for me. He's everything I like about a man. Plus he has that air of mystery a...
Carla and Jock were in the camp's four-wheeler and they followed the ambulance and the car carrying the public health workers. The convoy stopped at the gate and Jock went to the front to open the gate. The ambulance pulled out on the public road and took off toward the community hospital. Inside the ambulance were two of Jock's friends who started to show s...