I was outside the rooming house I had been living in for several months when I saw him. I'd been out riding and trying to remember why it was I'd come out West to begin with. The gold. Oh, yes. Like everyone else, I had hitched my wagon to that foolish star. Made a stake, found my claim, and a year later — armed only with a piece of exceptional good fortune — panned just enough to buy a...
I stepped into the last booth. I closed the door and let my eyes adjust for a second or two. Then I pulled out the two rolls of quarters from my pocket and put them on top of the coin box. I opened one roll and put a few quarters into the machine. The screen lit up and I turned a dial to look through the channels. I chose one with these two guys messing around in a locker room. I undid my...
Everwood – The SeriesFirst submitted December 14, 2002I'm Ephram Brown. My father, the great Dr. Andrew Brown, dragged me and my sister Delia and I out to Everwood nearly 4 months ago. I’m a senior, 18 and able to take care of myself. I would have moved back to New York City if it weren’t for the fact my father would screw up raising my younger sister. So here I am in this small town,...
I was expected at Mr. Kitson's flat in Regents Park Mews at half past three. It wasn't far, but I walked fast. My body had gone hot all over, especially along my back where I could feel beads of sweat forming, building then trickling down to the waist band of my underpants, a Mr. Macho thong bought half-price in the sale. I had seen Derek Kitson, the owner of the menswear shop where I worked,...
The young teacher stood before the two boys, his face severe. "Michael, Tim. You two know why you were told to come here today. You're both good kids, but you disrupted my class on Friday, and I can't have that. I'm afraid to let you off too easily, even though you've been good all year so far. If I don't make you remember this, you might be tempted to misbehave again. So, I want you to step...
The fantasy commenced under his direction. It was his desire, his dark, delicious fancy, and I did whatever he said. First, he dressed himself again. Then, he pretended to faint at my feet. I carried him to the grease stained motor-table and lay him down. Slowly and deliberately, I stripped him: opening his shirtfront and laying back the folds of cloth to kiss his neck, his nipples, hard now,...
I had my hand on the old gentleman's office door when someone touched my shoulder. I spun, fast, hand on my Beretta, and my eyes met the face of the most beautiful young male I'd ever seen. The face was oval-shaped, framed by a mop of thick, black hair, which tumbled over his forehead and across his thick-browed eyes. Shaded by an almost girlish set of lashes, his pupils were deep, black...
Rick heard the sound of Timmie's little car rolling up in front of the house. He sighed, relieved to know his son was okay. A millisecond later his anger overtook that feeling, and he walked briskly to the living room to confront the 18-year-old. Timmie opened the front door. Despite the total lack of light in the hallway, he felt the presence in the darkness, knew before the shadow fell...
It was just a short walk from downtown to my father’s house, just five miles and lifting my duffel on my shoulder I decided to jog. After that long bus ride I needed to flex my stiff muscles and get some blood moving. It was when I approached the house I had lived in so many years that it now seemed so dark and lonely. Climbing the stairs and unlocking the door, I was again struck at how silent...
We had just two days until our graduation from Center High and we decided to do a little celebrating early. Kyle’s parents were going out of town, so he said he could get wheels for our party. So Friday night he snuck his father’s big Buick out of their garage and picked us up. We were off then to cross over the state line into Michigan where I knew we could get booze at the Last Chance Liquor...
It was chilly in the early morning and Tommy and I were cuddled in the spoon position, his naked back against my naked front, my hand on his smooth, flat stomach. I love cuddling, probably more than sex, especially with a cute boy like Tommy. I felt a dull throbbing in my butt and remembered the fucking that I had gotten the night before. I felt behind me -- my rectum was swollen and puckered out...
Fact based he hee…. You arrive after a short flight; I’m waiting for you at customs. We hug and hold each other for a few seconds and then we head for my place. Once there you want to unpack and freshen up a little. You want to take a shower and undress in front of me. You hint that I should join you. Once in the shower with steamy hot mist spraying our naked flesh, we kiss as our bodies...
Jaime was a little guy, barely five feet tall. I offered him my hand, but instead of grabbing it firmly, he only touched his palm to mine, gently, Indian style. Indians, most of them, are not overtly macho like ordinary Mexicans. They consider machismo behavior to be rude. Jaime was a polite, respectful little guy. We started walking, Tommy, Jaime and I, toward the hotel. The other muchachos...
I had been satisfying my sexual needs for the past 4 years, but I had never shot 3 loads in one day, much less within the two hours that we had been working on each other's cocks. I was done, or so I thought. After Bill had removed his softened cock from my boy cunt, I flopped down on the bed, flat on my stomach and into the puddle of cum that had just shot from the tip of my...
My dad died when I was 16, and my mom went to work to support our family of 3 boys. I am the oldest, Brian is two years younger than I am, and Sam was 10 when dad died. It wasn't easy, but over the years mom made sure the rent was paid, we had food on the table and that we were properly clothed; not the high priced fashions that other kids were wearing, but we always had new...
He wanted his money first. I probably could have backed out at that point by not paying him. But with the intoxicating smell of his penis in my face, and the taste of his Mexican juices in my mouth, there was no way that I wasn't going to go through with this. I paid him. I pulled the loose skin of his brown dick back to completely expose the glans, then rolled a Magnum rubber...
George got to work and immediately headed for the back of the store where the storerooms and the loading dock was. Today was a big day of the week for deliveries. He hated having four big semis show up on the same day, but he didn't control that part of the schedule. All he could do was try to schedule extra guys to work that day to get the trucks offloaded and the stock put away as quickly as...
Tommy brought his things up to my room that night. I was thrilled that I would have this cute, young man as my roommate. "Here, Tommy, this is your bed. I will pay the main part of the rent -- you just pay the extra that they will charge for your staying here." "Yeah, that's cool. My parents left me a little money for my birthday but I have to be careful with it." "Your...
It was a beautiful-as-usual Mexican morning and I was sitting on a bench in the town square, enjoying the fresh air, beautiful flowers and cute Mexican boys. Tommy came walking up. "Buenos dias, Rusty." "Buenos dias, Tommy. I thought you were going to show up at the hotel last night." Tommy sat down beside me. "I couldn't go. Had to spend some time with my parents. They are...
Young bar boy Kevin always wakes me up after a few hours of sleep. He climbs over me and he makes his way to the bathroom. He has a piss and a shit and I always hear him fart. And then I hear him use the French bidet that I had installed so that my guests can clean up their ass holes. Twenty-year-old Tom is asleep and breathing heavily as eighteen-year-old Kevin gets in bed...
(All characters in the following story are 18 years of age or older) I awoke from my nap with a hard-on. I still had the taste of Raul's and Tommy's cum in my mouth and was tempted to jack-off but decided against it. I should conserve my juices for later, after all I am not a teenager any more. I took a stroll towards the park. Cute, young Mexican lads were everywhere. It...
Max and I don’t wake up until midday on Saturday, as we didn’t get to sleep much before dawn. My cock is stiff for him and I kiss his smooth neck until he begins to stir. He flutters his long eyelashes as he comes-to and he looks at me dreamily as my hand finds his rock hard cock. I pull back his foreskin and start stroking his cock as he fucks in and out of my mouth with his...
I was a 19-year-old hippie then. My tiny little hometown was seven miles from a college town. The huge university had over 10,000 students so there was a lot of student-type traffic cruising back and forth between the two towns. A lot of students lived in my hometown because the rent was cheaper. A lot of them didn't have cars: there wasn't a bus service between the towns, and there ...
Every Friday morning I drive out of town to see my Uncle Harry. The old boy is nearly eighty now and he lives in a plush care home in the country. Despite his years, he’s quite spry and a treasure to talk to. I love to hear his stories of him and my Dad when they were young and all the mischief that they got up to. Uncle Harry has always been heavily into women. Hell, he’s been...
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