I will continue with my story about being a trucker's slut. I left you with Jake having introduced me to the life of becoming a trucker's slut. I was in my final months of my senior year in high school when I met Jake and he awakened me to my sexual identity. Those months that followed Jake came through town twice a week. We would get together and had an exclusive arrangement. At least I did. I...
Day 4, Part 1 As C walked toward the airport terminal James followed, half walking, half skipping, two feet behind his left arm. The boy couldn’t stop grinning. The pilots and flight crew were twenty feet behind them, bringing up the rear. As they were about to enter the building a square shouldered man, 5’9”, 160 lbs, green eyes, with a shock of brown hair that stuck up and seemed to...
So Jake picked me up and carried me towards the front of the room. There was a section of the room that had a washing machine and dryer in it for the truckers. Over the washing machine and dryer was a long wide cabinet top/table where they could fold/sort whatever before packing their things in their bag. He carried me to this and laid me down with my back up against the wall and my butt on the...
It was the last night of my stay in Russia. After spending the month in a small northern town, we returned to Moscow a day early, to check out all of the sites, and get good nights sleep before catching the airplane early in the morning. I would be staying in a room with my classmate Richard. Now, I had come to develop a huge thing for Richard while spending the month with him. We both knew...
I was just trying to get ahead of my work. I didn’t expect a late night working in the library to turn into something more… Let me start over. My name is Richard… Richard Rubre (Pronounced Rub-er)… Just call me Dick. My parents were of the hippie variety — I think too much pot during their teen years made them a touch perverse — and they wonder why they ended up with a gay son. I’m a senior at...
I really didn't know what he meant by continuing my lesson. I only knew that his cock was growing again and so was mine. He picked me up off the floor without any effort. I was like a "Raggedy Andy." He had me in his arms like a baby and brought his lips to mine and kissed me long and hard, his tongue going deep into my mouth. A shock went through my body like an electrical charge. So this is why...
I left off by having Jake telling me that I need not worry he was ready and willing to become my teacher. It was then that I all of sudden realized what was happening. I jumped up to run out but he grabbed me by the back of my neck and laughed at me. "Oh so, you think you can back out now that you've gotten me this hard and horny. I don't think so, you little slut. I've been noticing how you...
I grew up in a small town where I thought the only gay person in the world was me. I really didn't know what being in love with another man meant. All I knew through out high school was for some reason I never lusted after girls, I got hardons by watching the guys walk around campus with their baskets bulging between their legs. I never had any contact with anyone who was like me and was sort of...
MGW2 “Stop by the hotel about 11 PM. We can compare notes then.” Sam Spade watched Brigid O'Shaugnessy walk out of his office. The thin fabric of her skirt revealed the jiggles of her voluptuous ass. Spade was strangely unmoved at the sight. “Trouble,” he thought. “This dame’s trouble. Hell. All dames are trouble. Best to swear off them.” Spade had not been lucky with women....
Brian couldn't believe his situation. Here he was sitting completely naked in the passenger seat of a car in broad daylight. His tormentors were out to ruin him. He had worked hard for his place in a top law firm and now he was being blackmailed into doing things that he would never do. Marta and Jake, his tormentors, had seen an opportunity to get this hot lawyer out of his clothes and have...
Hot Frottage session: Clash of the Titans “Huge” is the only way I could describe his thighs, like tree trunks, monument pillars, these things were amazing. “He” is a body builder I met at my local gym a couple months ago. He was 6” 2 235 lbs of pure black muscle. His muscle had that soft puffy look like an off-season bodybuilder before they cut down on their carb intake before...
Luke’s House By: jake2063@yahoo.com Written: Sept. 20, 2003Where do I begin? I guess it all started when I was in my senior year at high school. My best buddy, Luke, and I were both walkers to school until we got into HS and then he had an old clunker of a car before I had one. He was an only child and I had a sister and brother. Anyway, my parents were taking my brother to look...
Short Story by Michael Gouda A sheet of the New York Post, blown by the gritty November wind, wrapped itself around his legs. Lucas Dexter peeled it off, screwed it into a ball and threw it into the night. On second thoughts he wondered whether it might have been more sensible to keep it as insulation against the cold. First night without a roof over his head and his head still buzzed from...
Brian had a little too much to drink, he had had a hard day at work, the trial had not gone like he expected. With his new high profile he had to not only perform well in court, but also win. He had worked hard to get a top position with a well-known law firm, but in the back of his mind he also knew that his looks help out maybe a little. He had put aside long term relationships for his job...
I was a senior in High School and a member of the swim team. I had stayed after school to work on a dive I was having some problems with. I had been working for a couple of hours when coach came in and asked how progress was going. He had been working on grade cards in his office and was finishing up. I got up on the board and showed him how I had worked out some of the kinks. He watched me...
I’ve been an independent homebuilder for about eight years, since I left college. I hire a number of subcontractors over the year to do the more specialized jobs. I hire guys with experience and good references and if they happen to be nice to look at, that’s icing on the cake. I’d hired this one kid as kind of a general laborer. He was going to school at night, needed the bucks, and was a...
…He wasn’t going to have it though. In his time, it was his money. He reached behind him, pulled out his wallet, took money out and threw it on the floor in front of my face. “You see that Jared? That is why you’re doing this; you will work for it, you will get only as much as I think your ass is worth!” “Yes Sir, I will. This is my job and I am here to please the one who gives me my...
RolePlaynEscort; True Stories of the events occurred on "dates". It's a part time job and I really do enjoy it... Wednesday, August 13th about 3:00 pm the cell rings. This initial ritual with every date, sometimes drive me crazy. “Hello, yeah, yeah, I know it’s your first time, blah, blah blah.” This runs through my head…but what comes out my mouth is a calming sexual tone of questions...
I was rock hard and my heart was racing. I have done just about any fantasy you could think of, but this was effortless and I can't remember when I have been this turned on. I was really getting into this one and this was just the warm up. I decided right then this one would be for the Oscar. I was going to give a performance like none before and he would have to have a repeat performance--I...
Saturday, August 9, 2003. Story 1 continued... “Thank you Jim, you are very attractive yourself. Can we get these drinks in “to go cups?" I made a joke, but wasn't really kidding. He wanted to chat; well at least I would have time to loose the hard-on before I walked through the lobby. I wasn't sure of his marital status, but I was curious. He was calm as a cucumber and now I was the...
My Part Time Job, I’ll write them as they happen. I could go back from the beginning, but there are over a hundred trick tales up to date. August 11, 2003. So a little Bio, and then I'll begin Story One with my Saturday night date or trick... I will refer to them as “Dates” so we have that understanding from the beginning. Palm Springs, California I am a masculine, good looking, guy...
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This story is the property of the author. All copyrights belong to the author. If you have the chance, please check out my other stories under titles beginning with "redneck," Toby Keith, etc. This story was a new venue for me. Please let me know what you think about any of my writings. E-mail is kpg111061@aol.com, Kenneth I See You… I see you, watching you, knowing you. You are...
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