TJ checks in with his very hot contact at the New Haven Police Department. WIth so much on his mind, and unable to get back into the groove at Boston University, TJ reminisces about one of his favorite weekends back at Apple Valley High: the sleepover at the Leeman twins' house.
I felt his corona nudging against my sphincter, I pulled his face to my lips for another kiss. Our mutual passion was immediate, almost frantic. We thrust against each othe, then suddenly he was inside me. I pulled at the back of his thighs with my hands and my ankles, wanting all of him inside me. When he ground in a circle against my pelvis I sighed, all the old familiar feelings of Jonny filling me rushed into my brain and how I had loved ...
He was packed into his uniform like GI Joe, pants that fit snugly but not too tight, massive thighs bulging inside the pant legs and the tan material stretched around a very noticeable bulge at his crotch.
It didn't hurt that he was built like the proverbial brick outhouse. Guys joked that he had muscles in his shit. He probably did; he had muscles where other guys didn't even know they were supposed to have muscles.
What happens when a man accidentally swallow down his visiting father's Viagra pill just before heading off to work? The result is a hot encounter in the Men's Room with a sexy co-worker at the workplace. Thanks for reading. Comments welcome.
Well, I'm one guy, and you're naked in front of me all the time. How many guys were in the locker room when you played football back in high school? How many guys are in the locker room at the gym when you strip down to shower?
Back at school in Boston, TJ is pretty freaked out about Danny going missing. Unable to concentrate on schoolwork, he meets up with his friend Max. Needing to get it off his chest, TJ finally tells all to his naked roommate, Alan.
Monday morning after the big holiday weekend and what seemed like days of nonstop sex with three different new boyfriends Logan awoke from a dream with a hard-on in his hand.
Most of the big guys were bulky, with poor definition. Not Jake. He looked like he was carved out of rock. He was standing at his locker in his jockstrap, looking not too happy about something.
I looked at him, thinking it was a weird thing for a stranger to be telling me, thinking he was drunk, but then our eyes met, and his eyes were as clear as mine. He wasn't drunk. He smiled and nodded at my cock. "Why don't you hold that with your other hand," he said.
On the rebound from a first gay relationship, a young guy settles down with a horny girlfriend and eventually gets his chance to explore his gay tendencies once again.
Two hot studs, Trevor and Calvin (aka Darkhog), awake from a night's sleep to blood filled steel hard boners while on vacation in Canada. Trevor, who has a fetish for armpits, dives into Calvin's armpits leading to a two-hour sucking, rimming and fucking that results in a wild kinky series of steamy sex. Trevor also learns of Calvin's favorite fetish.
Can two dudes prove they are innocent of killing a woman they both fucked? (Sorry about all the pussy, guys. It was part of the story and I had to get it out of the way.)
The excitement and pride of being watched as the only cadet firefighter in school quickly gave way to the excitement of actually going to a fire. His mind was already there, thinking what he would do, remembering the training.
On the bus ride back to Boston University, TJ recalls the first sexual tension with the twins. It was quite a shock back in high school to find other guys who had the same things on their mind.
Installment eight of the series. Things become difficult to bear as the effects of the previous night's cryptic conversation surface. Sorry it has taken so long, thanks to all that have remained patient and given positive feedback to the series.
Brandon gets closer to the guys. Eddie & Ben are fun: "Brandon felt the thrill of being at the mercy of two muscular young studs, the houseboy and the gypsy." Mario is romantic: "Brandon woke up to the blurred image of the handsome Italian face with curly black hair and limpid green eyes." Pablo is fierce: "I'm the boss's boy, kid, so don't think I'm gonna go easy on your ass just because you can't walk."
Inside it was so dark that only shafts of light slipping between the loose siding, around the warped doors or through the lone window gave any visibility. But it was the sense of touch and the sound of man pleasuring man that made seeing unnecessary; that allowed the anonymous to move away into darkness once they had their pleasure.
A brief story, describing my experience with Dan. He's my best friend, and actually, the only man I would ever consider being with in a relationship. Until this story, I had never even thought about being gay.