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...
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 Alone but Not Alone… What are you doing alone? Why are you...
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...
This story is not intended to be read by minors. If you are, please do not read, and close this window. This story is the property of the author. It cannot be duplicated in any way without the author's permission. A giant thank you all for the e-mail compliments. Toby Keith fans, those stories have not stopped and for the Tim McGraw fans, I'm working on that. So far under Celebrity I have...
This story is not intended to be read by minors. If you are, please do not read, and close this window. This story is the property of the author. It cannot be duplicated in any way without the author's permission. A giant thank you all for the e-mail compliments. Toby Keith fans, those stories have not stopped and for the Tim McGraw fans, I'm working on that. So far under Celebrity I have...
I was supposed to meet him at 7.45 pm. When he called me at 7.30 pm I was still on my way, he told me that he had just ended his work and would be meeting me somewhere near his workplace instead. My heart was filled with anxiousness and excitement. I saw his photo on the net, he looked very cute, just like his nick Teddy, and he looked like a Teddy Bear. His big, round eyes made him look very...
Work your ass off. Get hardly enough to live on, no steaks, no going out, can’t even go to a movie. Date? Forget those apples--can’t afford it! Yeah this is Tom or part of him anyway, lives by himself in a small basement apartment in a bad part of town. Works at Piggly Wiggly as a stock clerk, full time, different hours, but at least its 40 hours a week. Makes $8.75 hour, and man that just...
I was driving though Iowa on Interstate 80 on my way to the northern Rockies. I had had a late dinner at a trucker restaurant near one of the exits. When I droved toward the entry ramp to the highway, I noticed a long, lean man with his thumb extended. The sun was behind him, so he was mostly in silhouette. I loved driving on vacations and often stopped for hitchhikers. Mostly it led...
If you read my rest area experience prior to leaving for college you would probably think I headed straight there to find as much sex as possible. However, the opposite is true. You must remember that I am older so when I went to college in the 60's "gay was not cool". The plus side was we had never heard of AIDS. So when I arrived, I put my gay experiences behind me and you could not find...
“Hello, is that Derrick? Derrick, my girlfriend has just broken off our two years of relationship. Are you free? I really need someone to drink with me.” Thomas spoke over the phone to his best friend. “Hey man! Oh man, that’s sad. But don’t worry; I know absolutely the place to cheer you up. Just meet me in Orchard Road in an hour’s time!” Derrick replied. Here’s the background of the two...
San Francisco Part 1 I arrived in San Francisco on a Thursday afternoon. Here I was all by myself, all my buddies from Memphis were assigned to different areas of the country while I was assigned to an Attack Squadron temporarily assigned in Oakland, CA where I was to report Monday at 6 am. No since wasting a few good days, so I checked my baggage at the airport and went out to see the town....
Arthur Murphy was a lonely man. Oh, he had plenty of acquaintances and even a few people he could call friends, but nobody who was an intimate friend. He had lived the life of an academic and had built a good career. His professorship in mathematics at a small western college gave him the opportunity to teach without the pressure of doing much research and publishing papers. He liked...
*Disclaimer: This story has sex between males and can get pretty graphic, so if you’re offended by gay sex, I have two things to say 1) WHY THE HELL ARE YOU HERE? 2) And that you should leave now.* Forever Young! Chapter 1 Hello, my name is Timothy Faren, but most call me Timmy. I am 25 years old and have a new job as a teacher at a local college. The reason people call me Timmy is because...
Naval Training Station Oh Boy Memphis!" I shouted, this is going to be fun. Mike, Chuck, Jim and I were assigned to live in a six-man cabin; nobody else would go with us due to the fact that Mike and Chuck were black guys. There was a lot of prejudice in those days. It was great for us though, as Chuck found out right after his shower, I jumped his naked body and the two of us, both naked,...
Hey we finally got to Naval Air Training Station in Memphis, Tennessee. Jim, Mike Chuck and I had spent a fun time on the train coming from boot camp in Chicago. While Jim and I were white, Mike and Chuck were both black. I was the youngest of all. In fact a lot of people said I looked like a girl, I had very little body hair, I didn't even have to shave for three more years. No under arm hair...
I remember the troubles I had trying to join the Navy. I was just old enough to get in, but didn't weigh enough. Ten pounds I had to gain and tried every method I knew to get those miserable pounds on. Finally I decided to mix heavy whipping cream with ginger ale and that seemed to work. It took three extra trips to the recruiting office to succeed but finally it worked. I was assigned to Great...
Butterflies” … That’s the only way to describe the feeling in my stomach as he lingered in the doorway. The warm sun bathed his powerful form, as if a halo. This archangel carefully scanning the crowded cafe, as he slowly entered. His long stride giving the appearance of flight as my eyes lock on his every movement. Finally, his dark fathomless eyes catch my glare. I smile as I am caught in my...
Continued from "A Beach Boy, Part 1" The first persons who greeted me on my arrival at the Fajara seaside resort were Diallo, the British looking watchman. And Stephen, as expected. Diallo laughed. "Since last Monday, he be here at arrival of every airport shuttle." Stephen was very cool. "How do you do, Sir? How is your family? How is your wife, how are your children?" And so it went...
The characters in this story are fictional and any similarities to actual events are only wishful thinking on my part. “I waited for you for 30 minutes! Where were you? I gave up and went home!” Stu was really pissed at me. And this is how the story begins. Saturday’s are when I jog. Every time I run through the gay district I get whistles. I’m usually wearing runners, no socks, navy...
Someone tagged my arms--I woke up. To my horror, my limbs were all tied up, to the corners of the bed. The room was not well lighted, so I can’t see clearly. The good thing was that I was still dressed in my suit. My mind was still spinning due to the beers I drank earlier. I tried to move my head so that I could look around. Suddenly I heard the sound of the door opening, before I know it, I was...
It was late May, and I wanted to go to the mountains, to rest for a couple of days, to breath some fresh air, to take some long walks in the forest, and, yeah, mainly to see him--my uncle Stan. I loved him since I could remember. He was cute as hell, about 5'9" and 150 lb, bearded and of course hairy. He was going to turn 40 in a couple of months, while I was 20. He was living in a small resort...
I didn’t feel any pain. At least, I don’t remember feeling any. I was too pumped up on adrenaline to understand how much I was being damaged. I did notice they weren’t very organized about the attack. All four guys were flailing at me like wild little monkeys, so busy trying to hit they weren’t really getting a whole lot of it done. Fortunately. I rolled back from them and wound up between two...
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