qStories
Query
Template: ../../_dracula/_dracula_0.0.4.10/CFCs/db_stories/storyToCategory.cfc:31
Execution Time: 8.37 ms
Record Count: 45
Cached: No
Datasource: ds_stories
Lazy: No
SQL:
SELECT tbl_story.storyID
,tbl_story.storyTitle
,tbl_story.storySummary
,tbl_story.isEditorsChoice
,tbl_story.dateCreated
,tbl_story.isApproved
,tbl_author.authorID
,tbl_author.authorDisplayName
FROM tbl_story
INNER JOIN tbl_storyToCategory
ON tbl_storyToCategory.storyID = tbl_story.storyID
LEFT JOIN tbl_author
ON tbl_author.authorID = tbl_story.fgn_authorID
WHERE tbl_storyToCategory.categoryID = 7995
ORDER BY tbl_story.dateCreated desc;
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1312542cock workU take his cock up and gently lick slowly round and round the very sensitive rim of his cock head and slow stroke the half soft cock as it grows to its full 7.5" fat glory. At about 1/2 way suck up his throbbing cock head tasting the pre-cum oozing from his cock heads piss-slit feeling grow to full harness totally filling Ur mouth. At this point, I cant ever get enough...N{ts '2025-12-22 17:09:27'}Y90191tsgtdick
2312545Neal, the Live Model***This story was posted previously on my blog*** Usually I loved walking through one of the many parks in Columbus, Ohio during spring. But today, mid-April, spring definitely had not sprung yet. At a chilly 37 degrees (3 Celsius) I walked through Thompson Park and noticed a severe lack of leaves on the trees and even some leftover snow. I had brought my camera to take some pics toN{ts '2019-11-03 09:20:02'}Y89862RobertFoley
3312520Training The Nude Model (Halloween Interlude) IISo at the end of my last drawing session Marc said he wanted me to model at a special Halloween party he organizes for a group of wealthy men. For the past few years the men have hired Marc to set up a Halloween themed art installation featuring a male model. Marc said I would be required to model erotically and get an erection and possibly climax at some point. He said there would be no contactN{ts '2018-04-04 15:26:25'}Y89854jayman1
4312439Non-Fuckable VirginWalked into the elegant hotel with two hot guys in Paris, France at near 10pm to sightseeing the beauty of masculine sex. Saxadi, described to be 5’9” tall black-haired [Curly] lean fit wealthy Arabian in white business clothes that had sexy beard and aged 32 years old, paid it to front desk staff. The staff was glad to inform them where the room was. “Thank you for using our service toN{ts '2017-11-07 19:38:11'}Y88179Stepiquno Toglio
5312435The Paint Job (Part 2)THE PAINT JOB (PART 2 of 4) by Robert Furlong === robert.furlong@rocketmail.com dirty-shorts.tumblr.com === "You've obviously discussed the other five paintings of the set in some detail," I remarked to my two clients. "Could you give me a rundown of what you have in mind to give me an idea of context." "Okay, so the first is the beautiful composition of us kneeling face-to-faceN{ts '2017-11-05 05:09:11'}Y88536Furlong
6312424Training The Nude Model (Halloween Interlude)I was nearing the end of a long pose during the Thursday evening drawing class at my university modeling gig. The evening drawing classes is typically attended by part-time students or middle age women and gay men looking to ogle a half naked model. The instructor for the evening class usually ops-out full nudity, so I typically end up in a shirtless pose or with some type of drapeN{ts '2017-10-22 19:10:37'}Y89854jayman1
7312406Easy to GetSinged in the shower at Posgo’s home about day he would do something to keep himself busy. He got excited about the event he would experience for. He wanted it to be remembering because it was most important for him to go through by the unexpected situation. He didn’t know what it was for by not enough important but didn’t mind to do it as he just was going there. Checked the mirror to groomN{ts '2017-09-23 19:27:41'}Y88179Stepiquno Toglio
8312228Cry after DreamIn Bangkok, Thailand, at the late night on Friday, Suchart left his workplace so he was on the way to his home so he could get some rest for fresh start on his next day. He sighed as if he felt that nothing got him excited when he entered into his apartment. He was very exhausted since the morning he worked as the artist in his studio. He was in the stress as pushed himself too hard by tried toN{ts '2017-02-13 19:40:59'}Y88179Stepiquno Toglio
9312060Training the Nude Model IVI didn't care. No, it was more than that. I did care but not in the same way someone should who unexpectedly found themselves half naked, lying on the floor and surrounded by 30 art students intimately exploring the male form, hands on! Instead of being embarrassed and pissed off that the professor had turned me into an object, a piece of meat to be used and consumed to satisfyN{ts '2016-09-05 18:33:06'}Y89854jayman1
10312043Training the Nude Model IIIIt was almost two weeks before I became comfortable with my gym "shower show" fame. The first few days after the indecent, I tried to stay as far from the showers as possible, working mostly at the reception desk or cleaning and adjusting the equipment on the gym floor. Over time I became comfortable with the extra attention I was receiving. My boss Todd said I needed to start, "showingN{ts '2016-08-29 21:39:42'}Y89854jayman1
11312038Training the Nude Model IISo I had been attending college and working at the gym for about a month. During that time I became comfortable with the revealing gym uniform the owner, Todd, had required me to wear. Todd was using a similar marketing approach like that clothing store that has giant pictures of shirtless men in the entrance, only I was real, not a picture, and wearing a very tight muscle shirt andN{ts '2016-08-20 00:15:05'}Y89854jayman1
12312035Training the Nude ModelHI, may name is Jay and this is a true story. When I was 19 my I was able to scrape together enough funds to attend a university in a major east coast city, although just barely. I knew I could cover one semester's tuition and possible could fund a second if I found a job and saved like hell. I found a job working in a gym, which was great because I had been working out four to five daysN{ts '2016-08-15 03:32:07'}Y89854jayman1
13311961Nice Dude from GymThere was gym that named “McFit” in Austria on Monday at early morning as 3am, the guy did his biceps and legs sessions for two hours from Monday to Friday. He worked hard for himself on good cause like he made his charm on anyone to get good feeling for hang out with. His name was Michael. His appearance was to be 6’ tall blonde [shaved] athletic-looking Caucasian that aged 25 years old. He wasN{ts '2016-06-06 14:20:05'}Y88179Stepiquno Toglio
14311931Devil's Lover IIIIn West Hollywood, California, Exiqu’s menswear fashion show was start as if the audience sightseeing his finished designed clothes. Most of those garments were swimwear because it was hot climate in south coast of California. That was reason to do it by matched the culture in the process if Exiqu learned about it. It turned out well as successful because models knew what to do as if they wereN{ts '2016-05-08 12:52:11'}Y88179Stepiquno Toglio
15311835Maverick in HollywoodAt early morning in Los Angeles, there were two naked guys on that bed. Both looked seriously gorgeous but one of them was breathtaking his beauty. However, Felix woke up and got ready for his errands. He was described to be 6’1” tall blonde muscle Caucasian whom had crew cut as hairstyle and aged 32 years old. Felix tried to wake up his husband, Maverick, but it was useless so he went toN{ts '2016-02-02 16:30:34'}Y88179Stepiquno Toglio
16311284An Exposed ProfessorIn early 2030s, there are lots of international students in West Hollywood, California at small private porn university. Most of them look so insanely hot, walked around park near beautiful modern building in college area. They wore too sexy because of that rule as if they have to be open-minded and friendly in somehow silly in way to get good grade. If they flunk it, they must stay there untilN{ts '2014-11-11 14:32:28'}Y88179Stepiquno Toglio
17310662Satin Circus(Written by request for a satin fetish story by James A.)The music swells and the lights dim under the big tent, as the excitement builds in the audience and the buzzing conversations subside with the rising expectation that something—something special—is about to happen. Strobing lights and laser beams come up, gyrating around on the floor below and under the canopy of the tent above,N{ts '2013-11-24 13:18:31'}Y80842Habu
18307518Song of loveCANTICLENaked he lies Across my thighs.Strong arms close him round. Soft cheek restUpon my breast.As my handSoft, silky skin adore. Love too does caress,The young smooth chest. Stretched long legsI part, and spread.To him who ready rears, I whisper in his ears,”My handsome boy,My sweet, sweet love”.I see surrender, Without no condition,But trust in loveN{ts '2010-09-11 08:40:18'}Y79566alfredo247
19302060Creamy ThighsTight, hard and hairless bodies with creamy thighs, resilient flesh on muscles of steel; and flexibility; flexibility is a must. I insist on that; and obedience and total subservience. And I possess them all. I fuck them all, women and men alike. I fuck them all regularly, without showing favor. That’s the only way to keep order. And they stand in line, audition for the privilege of beingN{ts '2005-08-24 22:53:27'}Y80842Habu
20301325Straight Roommate, Part 2By late Saturday afternoon I was completely burnt out in Rich’s household accessories. Sometimes shopping just isn’t enough? I also picked up a couple of phone numbers, a clerk and a guy in the parking lot who looked really butch but friendly? So I called it a good day and went home. Warren was asleep on the couch while Wild Kingdom featured the life cycle of a green moth, fascinating stuff.N{ts '2005-03-18 11:41:00'}Y80084don bellew
21301324Straight Roommate, Part 1We had a small yard but the temperature was in the high nineties and the humidity was thick enough to float a steel ball six feet off the ground so Warren was sweating like Niagara Falls. He made the last pass and pushed the mower up by the steps, peeled off his tee shirt and climbed up on the deck with a massive sigh. “You should have let me help. I told you it was too hot …” He waved hisN{ts '2005-03-18 11:37:37'}Y80084don bellew
22301320Reluctant Charlie, Part 2I followed him to the kitchen. He set the bottle on the counter with a loud rattle, almost empty, hand not quite steady. “Get the beer … I’m gonna … uh,” he unsnapped his jeans and shoved them down, “gonna show youse da devil…” He turned half away, pushed his jockeys down off one side of his ass. “See?” he looked over his shoulder, awkward and silly. “Where?” I brought the beers over besideN{ts '2005-03-17 14:46:22'}Y80084don bellew
23301319Reluctant Charlie, Part 1My all time favorite reluctant lover was Charlie. He was a macho type but not too harsh; just butch enough to get my attention and cute enough to hold it. He was a body and fender man at an auto shop on my mail route. He was temporarily staying at his dad’s house just a couple of blocks from the garage. He was thirty five when we met, an ex-army special forces, parachute jumper, lean and meanN{ts '2005-03-17 14:44:19'}Y80084don bellew
24301254Stonegate Ledgers 2When I pulled up to the next spot, Ryan was standing by his upright post and taking a leak with his back turned towards me. I let the truck roll forward, squeaked to a halt just past him. When I got out, in front, he didn’t turn away. “Did you see the storm coming?” I pointed back down the road and he turned his head in that direction. “Aye, been watching ‘em. They moving slow.”N{ts '2005-03-04 09:23:21'}Y80084don bellew
25301253Stonegate Ledgers 1I think the year was twenty-five, I know the month was June with summer quickly burning off the downy spring. Dates grow encrusted and obscure but I hold clear a vision of saturated days, long and fever hot. I was at an interim of life, a milestone mark I wouldn’t soon erase. I’d never been away from home, the fall and college cast a looming shade. I clenched to this, my last toy summer, with theN{ts '2005-03-04 09:08:14'}Y80084don bellew
26301249Playing AroundI could never figure out why my sister married that idiot, Clark; nobody else could, either. She was a lot like me, quiet and shy in social situations. Clark was all-star linebacker. Opposites attract, right? He was the swaggering macho jock and she was the sweet, lady-like girl all the cheerleaders laughed about. But he wanted to marry her and she did it--against my advice, of course. JennyN{ts '2005-03-03 14:25:29'}Y80084don bellew
27301230More or Less ... Part 2I shaved, dressed and put five twenties in an envelope. I drove to his house and pulled in behind his truck. His mother was a tiny woman, with a very put upon expression, a whiner. “He’s asleep! He’s out all night runnin' around with that rough crowd. I can’t do nothin’with him! You need him to work?” “No mam, that’s okay. Just give him this. I didn’t have the money for him the last couple ofN{ts '2005-03-01 02:18:31'}Y80084don bellew
28301229More or Less ... Part 1At first Robert was reluctant to work for me. He always had another job when I called. I kept trying to hire him for a couple of reasons. First, he was the only man in our neighborhood that did lawn work on a full time basis, and you couldn’t depend on the high school boys to do a good job or to show up when they promised. But the main reason I wanted him doing my yard was because he looked soN{ts '2005-03-01 01:51:14'}Y80084don bellew
29301199As Sailors SleepAs sailors sleep Bunk beds make strange sailboats yet I float and scut before the draft of your breath. As you lie sleeping, I hover above. Your watcher, your guardian spirit pinned in your sky. You sleep as if my weight were nothing, air about you granted worship. Fine striped blue ticking and tiny downy barbs are my cheek's lover not the tendoned tan hands I watch in repose,N{ts '2005-02-24 16:59:51'}Y80084don bellew
30301198Motel Six Morningcounted coup It's a Motel 6 morning in Bullnose Montana. Don't know what today is but the rodeo's over, the Greyhound has gone. I got two twenty dollars still stuffed in my sock from a contracting job that's all done. Don't know if my sore butt was prize for my bull ride or a gift from the plowboy still asleep in my bed. And there's just enough whiskey waiting there in theN{ts '2005-02-24 16:22:02'}Y80084don bellew
31301139The Grand ObsessionThe Grand Obsession ... don bellew It goes like this: He looks okay, not too damn defensive or nervous. He keeps watching your eyes, trying to tell if he reads you right. He’s not sure. You look right at his crotch, again, smile. Now he’s certain and he either grins or he gets the fuck away from you fast as he can. If he takes off then you keep looking, right? So he grins or he laughs … he’s aN{ts '2005-02-09 22:58:28'}Y80084don bellew
32301131Writer's CampWriter’s Camp ... by Donnie D Bellew He wasn’t spectacular. Not even pretty, just an average face with an interesting ... uh, aura? persona? How do you label it? He was on the large size, not his hips but his long bones. He’d need a double x large sweater just to cover his wrists. Belt too high, shirt too plain for him to be gay. He didn’t have the look, either. Maybe that’s what drew myN{ts '2005-02-07 23:38:15'}Y80084don bellew
33301130The AlbumWith three trunks and several cardboard boxes full of papers, books and junk all smelling of whisky, mildew and pipe tobacco, it’s no surprise that it took me a month to discover the album. Uncle Harold had carefully packed up everything Granddad kept in his room and shipped it to me. I was his sole heir. Uncle Harold wasn’t really my uncle, just a long time resident in Granddad’s house. N{ts '2005-02-07 22:34:34'}Y80084don bellew
34300812Model 4Model 4 ... donnie d bellew Jimmy is a fireman in Walker County, the next county west from Birmingham. Born and raised in a small town, did two years at a state junior college. History major and a Civil War buff. He’s twenty eight, married seven years, two kids. He’s six foot, one, a hundred and eighty three pounds of lean, lanky country boy. He told me on the phone he didn’t have a longN{ts '2004-12-03 14:56:43'}Y80084don bellew
35298840Artist And Model Cross The LineI moved out of my parents’ house when I was 18 and moved directly to the locus of art activity in New Orleans, the French Quarter. Then and now, the Quarter was the center of visual, musical and performance arts in the region. I didn't want to go right into college, so my parents paid for private art lessons with an instructor who had a studio in the Quarter. I had two classes a week; one liveN{ts '2003-10-13 16:30:17'}Y78020gentilly
36290938Free And StrongIt is late spring day in New England, these days are warming; the leaves of one plant are brushing its neighbor in a gentle breeze. The day is fresh and like the plants I glory in the sun, the movement of the earth, the breezes which caress me. Caress--that is the word without mistake. The breeze touches me sexually. I am alone, but alive with moves more varied than that of theN{ts '2002-06-25 00:00:00'}Y72228Dale Hart
37290872Flyer Boyz ObligatoHe's wearing dirty white jeans and a gray T-shirt. Bondage and masturbation indicated. He doesn't look the type--they never do. But fuck man, he's got the bod I like an' in this soaking rain we've gotta hustle to get a whole sack of damn flyers delivered to four blocks of houses. I'd dump them, but the bastard told us he'd drive around to see 'em before he paid us. We're keepin'N{ts '2001-05-29 00:00:00'}Y72327Billy Jay
38288700Artist's DelightTerry had been hanging out with me for weeks. He'd just show up and what could I do? He was a stud and a geek too--what a combination. He was a one-two-three dresser, that is, like a geek he dressed the same all the time. The torn open tee shirt, the tight jeans which he wore for a week at a time until they got soft and almost slid off his hips and the running shoes, all theseN{ts '2001-03-14 00:00:00'}Y72228Dale Hart
39293124Model 2I was cruising around the projects, looking for a new model when I first sawJohnny. Now, I gotta tell you, when I’m looking for a model it’s not just to have somebody to draw. I’m looking for a guy that interests me enough to spend some time with, to maybe mess around, you know? I pick up guys that I would like to have sex with, guys that turn me on. Usually that means I pick up aN{ts '2001-03-05 00:00:00'}Y72559Donnie Bellew
40293125Model 3“Donnie? I don’t how in hell you talked me into this!”“I didn’t talk you into shit! I offered you fifty bucks and you jumped!”“Right now I’d rather jump off a cliff!” “Hey, Brad! It’s okay! Just relax, it ain’t gonna hurt or nothing.” I told him,“Sit down, stop pacing!”“I’m nervous as a cat. I don’t know if I can do this, man. Shit! You sure nobody is gonna see the N{ts '2001-03-03 00:00:00'}Y72559Donnie Bellew
41293123Model 1“Hey, you wanna make some money?” That’s how it always starts. I cruise the streets in the late afternoon, before dark, so I can see the guys. I’m looking for a particular type. Black, about thirty, slender with good definition, not too desperate looking, and friendly. The friendly part is important. If the guy smiles, well, he’s got the job. This one smiled and came toward the carN{ts '2001-02-26 00:00:00'}Y72559Donnie Bellew
42289123Blow Job, Straight UpHard cock dripping. Touch it. No, your fingers are for my ass--hard cock dripping is for your lips, boy. Your lips, I love to look at them, they're so full, rounded, wet....Your lips opening, just parting enough to take the head of my huge hot dick.Oooooh, yessss, slowly, oh so slow--I need you to hit every receptor in my dick. Let your hair get worked to a frenzy with your mouthN{ts '2001-01-02 00:00:00'}Y72228Dale Hart
43289379Call me KjaereCall Me KjæreWritten and translated from the original Dutch version by Henry BayneI originally wrote this story in Dutch and entered it in a story-writing contest in “De Gay Krant” (a Dutch weekly newspaper for gays) in 1993, where it won second prize. This will be the first time it appears anywhere in English. The first two paragraphs are only a little different from theN{ts '2000-11-08 00:00:00'}Y72608Henry Bayne
44289633Circus SexWhat's in that clown's pants? Answer: Very, very tight butt, sweaty balls and a man-size penis. What's in his heart? A boy's playfulness and loyalty, an ability to hit the mark and to know all about life without a lick of readin'. I'm a clown in a tent show--although going on an expedition to the South Pole is absolutely the hardest work, when you talk about the hardest everyday job, N{ts '2000-11-02 00:00:00'}Y72228Dale Hart
45296954You Go SlaviaYou were travelling by train from Sarajevo, where you'd spent half a year studying Serbo-Croatian, to Zagreb, where you were planning to look for living quarters in order to continue your studies there. It was July 1989. The train was supposedly going to leave at 10 P.M., but now at half past midnight it was still standing in the Sarajevo Central Station and hadn't budged an inch. ForN{ts '2000-10-23 00:00:00'}Y72608Henry Bayne

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Cock work

by tsgtdick

U take his cock up and gently lick slowly round and round the very sensitive rim of his cock head and slow stroke the half soft cock as it grows to its full 7.5" fat glory. At about 1/2 way suck up his throbbing cock head tasting the pre-cum oozing from his cock heads piss-slit feeling grow to full harness totally filling Ur mouth. At this point, I cant ever get enough......

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Neal, the Live Model

by RobertFoley

***This story was posted previously on my blog*** Usually I loved walking through one of the many parks in Columbus, Ohio during spring. But today, mid-April, spring definitely had not sprung yet. At a chilly 37 degrees (3 Celsius) I walked through Thompson Park and noticed a severe lack of leaves on the trees and even some leftover snow. I had brought my camera to take some pics to...

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Training The Nude Model (Halloween Interlude) II

by jayman1

So at the end of my last drawing session Marc said he wanted me to model at a special Halloween party he organizes for a group of wealthy men. For the past few years the men have hired Marc to set up a Halloween themed art installation featuring a male model. Marc said I would be required to model erotically and get an erection and possibly climax at some point. He said there would be no contact...

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Non-Fuckable Virgin

by Stepiquno Toglio

Walked into the elegant hotel with two hot guys in Paris, France at near 10pm to sightseeing the beauty of masculine sex. Saxadi, described to be 5’9” tall black-haired [Curly] lean fit wealthy Arabian in white business clothes that had sexy beard and aged 32 years old, paid it to front desk staff. The staff was glad to inform them where the room was. “Thank you for using our service to...

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The Paint Job (Part 2)

by Furlong

THE PAINT JOB (PART 2 of 4) by Robert Furlong === robert.furlong@rocketmail.com dirty-shorts.tumblr.com === "You've obviously discussed the other five paintings of the set in some detail," I remarked to my two clients. "Could you give me a rundown of what you have in mind to give me an idea of context." "Okay, so the first is the beautiful composition of us kneeling face-to-face...

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Training The Nude Model (Halloween Interlude)

by jayman1

I was nearing the end of a long pose during the Thursday evening drawing class at my university modeling gig. The evening drawing classes is typically attended by part-time students or middle age women and gay men looking to ogle a half naked model. The instructor for the evening class usually ops-out full nudity, so I typically end up in a shirtless pose or with some type of drape...

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Easy to Get

by Stepiquno Toglio

Singed in the shower at Posgo’s home about day he would do something to keep himself busy. He got excited about the event he would experience for. He wanted it to be remembering because it was most important for him to go through by the unexpected situation. He didn’t know what it was for by not enough important but didn’t mind to do it as he just was going there. Checked the mirror to groom...

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Cry after Dream

by Stepiquno Toglio

In Bangkok, Thailand, at the late night on Friday, Suchart left his workplace so he was on the way to his home so he could get some rest for fresh start on his next day. He sighed as if he felt that nothing got him excited when he entered into his apartment. He was very exhausted since the morning he worked as the artist in his studio. He was in the stress as pushed himself too hard by tried to...

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Training the Nude Model IV

by jayman1

I didn't care. No, it was more than that. I did care but not in the same way someone should who unexpectedly found themselves half naked, lying on the floor and surrounded by 30 art students intimately exploring the male form, hands on! Instead of being embarrassed and pissed off that the professor had turned me into an object, a piece of meat to be used and consumed to satisfy...

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Training the Nude Model III

by jayman1

It was almost two weeks before I became comfortable with my gym "shower show" fame. The first few days after the indecent, I tried to stay as far from the showers as possible, working mostly at the reception desk or cleaning and adjusting the equipment on the gym floor. Over time I became comfortable with the extra attention I was receiving. My boss Todd said I needed to start, "showing...

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Training the Nude Model II

by jayman1

So I had been attending college and working at the gym for about a month. During that time I became comfortable with the revealing gym uniform the owner, Todd, had required me to wear. Todd was using a similar marketing approach like that clothing store that has giant pictures of shirtless men in the entrance, only I was real, not a picture, and wearing a very tight muscle shirt and...

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Training the Nude Model

by jayman1

HI, may name is Jay and this is a true story. When I was 19 my I was able to scrape together enough funds to attend a university in a major east coast city, although just barely. I knew I could cover one semester's tuition and possible could fund a second if I found a job and saved like hell. I found a job working in a gym, which was great because I had been working out four to five days...

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Nice Dude from Gym

by Stepiquno Toglio

There was gym that named “McFit” in Austria on Monday at early morning as 3am, the guy did his biceps and legs sessions for two hours from Monday to Friday. He worked hard for himself on good cause like he made his charm on anyone to get good feeling for hang out with. His name was Michael. His appearance was to be 6’ tall blonde [shaved] athletic-looking Caucasian that aged 25 years old. He was...

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Devil's Lover III

by Stepiquno Toglio

In West Hollywood, California, Exiqu’s menswear fashion show was start as if the audience sightseeing his finished designed clothes. Most of those garments were swimwear because it was hot climate in south coast of California. That was reason to do it by matched the culture in the process if Exiqu learned about it. It turned out well as successful because models knew what to do as if they were...

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Maverick in Hollywood

by Stepiquno Toglio

At early morning in Los Angeles, there were two naked guys on that bed. Both looked seriously gorgeous but one of them was breathtaking his beauty. However, Felix woke up and got ready for his errands. He was described to be 6’1” tall blonde muscle Caucasian whom had crew cut as hairstyle and aged 32 years old. Felix tried to wake up his husband, Maverick, but it was useless so he went to...

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An Exposed Professor

by Stepiquno Toglio

In early 2030s, there are lots of international students in West Hollywood, California at small private porn university. Most of them look so insanely hot, walked around park near beautiful modern building in college area. They wore too sexy because of that rule as if they have to be open-minded and friendly in somehow silly in way to get good grade. If they flunk it, they must stay there until...

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Satin Circus

by Habu

(Written by request for a satin fetish story by James A.)The music swells and the lights dim under the big tent, as the excitement builds in the audience and the buzzing conversations subside with the rising expectation that something—something special—is about to happen. Strobing lights and laser beams come up, gyrating around on the floor below and under the canopy of the tent above,...

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Song of love

by alfredo247

CANTICLENaked he lies Across my thighs.Strong arms close him round. Soft cheek restUpon my breast.As my handSoft, silky skin adore. Love too does caress,The young smooth chest. Stretched long legsI part, and spread.To him who ready rears, I whisper in his ears,”My handsome boy,My sweet, sweet love”.I see surrender, Without no condition,But trust in love...

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Creamy Thighs

by Habu

Tight, hard and hairless bodies with creamy thighs, resilient flesh on muscles of steel; and flexibility; flexibility is a must. I insist on that; and obedience and total subservience. And I possess them all. I fuck them all, women and men alike. I fuck them all regularly, without showing favor. That’s the only way to keep order. And they stand in line, audition for the privilege of being...

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Straight Roommate, Part 2

by don bellew

By late Saturday afternoon I was completely burnt out in Rich’s household accessories. Sometimes shopping just isn’t enough? I also picked up a couple of phone numbers, a clerk and a guy in the parking lot who looked really butch but friendly? So I called it a good day and went home. Warren was asleep on the couch while Wild Kingdom featured the life cycle of a green moth, fascinating stuff....

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Straight Roommate, Part 1

by don bellew

We had a small yard but the temperature was in the high nineties and the humidity was thick enough to float a steel ball six feet off the ground so Warren was sweating like Niagara Falls. He made the last pass and pushed the mower up by the steps, peeled off his tee shirt and climbed up on the deck with a massive sigh. “You should have let me help. I told you it was too hot …” He waved his...

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Reluctant Charlie, Part 2

by don bellew

I followed him to the kitchen. He set the bottle on the counter with a loud rattle, almost empty, hand not quite steady. “Get the beer … I’m gonna … uh,” he unsnapped his jeans and shoved them down, “gonna show youse da devil…” He turned half away, pushed his jockeys down off one side of his ass. “See?” he looked over his shoulder, awkward and silly. “Where?” I brought the beers over beside...

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Reluctant Charlie, Part 1

by don bellew

My all time favorite reluctant lover was Charlie. He was a macho type but not too harsh; just butch enough to get my attention and cute enough to hold it. He was a body and fender man at an auto shop on my mail route. He was temporarily staying at his dad’s house just a couple of blocks from the garage. He was thirty five when we met, an ex-army special forces, parachute jumper, lean and mean...

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Stonegate Ledgers 2

by don bellew

When I pulled up to the next spot, Ryan was standing by his upright post and taking a leak with his back turned towards me. I let the truck roll forward, squeaked to a halt just past him. When I got out, in front, he didn’t turn away. “Did you see the storm coming?” I pointed back down the road and he turned his head in that direction. “Aye, been watching ‘em. They moving slow.”...

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