It’s been a long time coming. I finally was able to write my next story. This story is courtesy of my two best sexual friends, DC and RU. Thanks for everything. Feedback ALWAYS welcome.
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The shower is a big one, with lots of jets and spray everywhere. Plenty of steam, too. I lean him up against the wall, legs and arms spread out, like I’m ready to frisk him. He’s facing the wall, showing me his magnificent backside.
His body is trim and strong. There is power in his
We broke up for a lot of reasons, Angela and I, as people always do. It was the laundry that triggered it. We must have squabbled over the laundry at least a dozen times before, but for whatever reason, this time the proverbial camel collapsed under the pressure. I’d been putting through load after load, trying to get through it all before she got home from work, hoping she’d appreciate coming home to a tidier living space.
I was even starting dinner as she walked into the basement
My ass hole, still wide open from your huge cock having filled it only moments ago, begins to drip with the cum you have so recently shot into me. I turn myself on the bed, kneeling doggie style, and, parting my legs wide and lifting my exposed ass toward you, ask you to insert your tongue into the hole and give me a good licking.
You insert your hungry tongue into the enlarged hole, filled with your oozing cum, and lick the remains of your pearly essence from my depths.
You are driving me into
I was 20 years old and had been going out with my girlfriend for about 9 months. Everyone thought I was straight, and although I had never really acted on it, I had often had gay thoughts and wanked over other men. So when my girlfriend told me that she wanted to fuck my arse with a strap on, I was interested.
I was at university at the time but was home for the holidays. I only come home during the holidays, so at first both me and my girlfriend were super horny for each other. We’d have
I’m out running alone, along the river road. It’s a beautiful warm sunny day out, and I’m feeling great. Wearing a T-shirt and a pair of tight black spandex shorts. I stop to stretch at an overlook, and feel the sweat bead up and run down my tight leg. If only there was someone else there who appreciated the sight.
“Having a good workout?” asks a masculine voice behind me.
“Uh, yeah.” I stand up and turn around. The man is leaning against the overlook
Okay, so this is a one shot with no future installments (a first) and (drum roll please) my first mm romance. I really hope you guys like this since I plan to have a LOT more mm romances, because I mean seriously the only thing better than one hot hunky guy are two hot hunky guys getting it on. So please point out anything I got wrong, or things you’d like improved. Edited by the fabulous AdriannaBelen, beta read by Nikki E. Comment and rate.
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The sea was a cruel, cruel bitch and the
May 14th, 1969 was a day that Kenny Holmes would never forget, and not because it happened to be his 18th birthday either. It was a day that he had been looking forward to for quite some time, and the anticipation was making his heart race as the bus neared the end of the route.
Kenny got off the bus a block before his destination because he didn’t want to bus driver to know where he was going.
That was silly on all counts, because not only wouldn’t a bus driver much care where one
Being gay and a professional sport figure does not always go hand-in-hand. Over the years, several prominent sport figures have revealed their sexuality. David Kopay, Ed Gallagher, Roy Simmons, Glenn Burke, John Amaechi and Billy Ball, just to name a few. In most instances, revealing their sexuality resulted in banishment from the sport that made them household names.
So, you can understand my reserve in letting anyone in on my secret. My professional career as a pitcher in major leaguer
Jem put another pill in his mouth and swallowed it back with neat Scotch. He hated the drink but it had been Andy’s favourite and somehow that seemed appropriate. It was not as though he was meant to enjoy this. A shaky hand picked up their wedding photograph. It showed a lithe blond, almost glowing with joy, smiling incandescently at the camera and at his side a taller brunette with a goatee wearing a similar smile.
“We only had six months married, Angel,” he slurred.
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. That experience was a first for each of us. We lived twenty miles apart and it was not easy to meet.
About two months