Had plans to take break from work as businessman in New York City for two months. He’d deciding to travel all over USA by driving his rented car, green military jeep Cherokee sport, in the cool days. He informed his business partners that he won’t be back until he would be ready to return to work again. Pretty excited for his journey on the traveling to see what’s up with those cities. On...
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...
I am hooked on being facefucked. I have a new thing where i go to different gay bars and find some random guy to blow and get what i want, a big hot load.it is pretty easy to find guys to blow. I have no problem askin a guy if he wants a blow job, it really is amazing how many married straight guys will let a guy suck his dick. I want to see how many cocks i can suck in one night. That...
I was certified in Traditional Thai Massage in Bangkok. I'm not Thai. I thought people in the US would appreciate it as much as I did, but it was hard for me to build a clientele. Until I started doing it as erotic Thai massage. This is one of my stories.I got into erotic Thai massage after posting an ad once for...
I was 18 when I entered the employ of Ashan Bedoin. He operated the top notch male bordello in Washington, DC. He catered to the elite and powerful in business and politics. And he chose me to be a member of his staff. He served only the best -- the best scotch, Cuban cigars, and fine young males to provide the best in entertainment and pleasure. I was 5'8...
Tim saß auf dem großen Doppelbett, seinen Oberkörper an das Kopfteil des Bettes angelehnt. In einer Hand hielt er die Fernbedienung und zappte im Sekundentakt durch das Programm. Regungslos starrte er in den Flatscreen an der Zimmerwand vor sich.Tim drehte seinen Kopf zur Seite und schaute auf die Wanduhr des Hotelzimmers. Es war fünf Minuten nach 19 Uhr.Schon fünf Minuten...
“First the tide rushes in, plants a kiss on the shore . . .”Matt often started a set with something quiet and slow, like “Ebb Tide,” when there was a convention or two in the hotel, like there was today—electricians and bankers. What a combination. Something quiet tended to settle and quiet them down to the point that he could stand it.It wasn’t a question of being a prima donna and...
I stepped back from the sidewalk, hugging my arms close to my sides, and leaned back on the wall at the corner into the alley, raising one leg, knee bent, and my cowboy booted foot flat against the wall. The hole in the sole of that boot was worn clean through and the cold of the wall wasn’t as cold as that of the sidewalk pavement. Besides, it was a good pose for the purpose. While still...
In most senses Bran had been invisible at the Hayden saloon the couple of months he’d been there. But as he came out of the back room into the main saloon hall, carrying the bucket of water Levi Yost, the saloon keeper, had told him to use to freshen the bowls in the rooms upstairs, he looked at the tall Christmas tree in the corner. Sadie, Katie, and Faye were busy happily decorating the tree...
The Hulk crouched near the bolted heavy oak door, eyeing Rab, ready to pounce, trying to anticipate where Rab might try to scurry next. The stone-walled chamber wasn’t small, but it wasn’t so large that Rab had much of a chance evading the Hulk much longer. Both men were panting, having played this cat-and-mouse game for several minutes, but Rab was more winded than the Hulk was. No one in his...
“It sounds too complicated for you, Matt,” Jason had said. “Getting a list would be the hardest part—impossible, I think. This is a small potatoes town. I think you should just keep it to the street and be happy when it works out. And get a job.”I’ll admit that getting a job was what got the plan rolling. Then getting a list turned out to be one of the easiest parts. The roughest part,...
“You’d get half of the bid, plus you’d get to keep the clothes.”I didn’t know that I was all that wild about being auctioned off, but I had to admit that I liked—no, I loved—Zhao Zeng’s clothes. That was what had attracted me to him in the first place. His black satin shirt and trousers were cut so well—and so provocatively—on him that I could hardly keep my eyes off him, even though I’d come...
“How about I treat you to a drink? You must be thirsty from all that naked time on the platform.”I had just climbed down from the velvet-covered bench on the platform where I’d been posing, in the nude, for the past hour for Chad Simmons’s Savannah College of Art and Design night school art class. I’d barely had time to shrug my white cotton dress shirt over my shoulders. That didn’t stop the...
I closed my lips over Sir Guy’s cock and pushed his foreskin down with them, my tongue going to opening and flicking down into his piss slit as my mouth slowly took more and more of him inside the moist warmth of my mouth cavity. He sighed contentedly and ran his fingers through my hair. He reached up and pulled my cock down to his lips and started returning the compliment.We were half way...
I had been told that the assignment was a bit kinky, but a weekend stopover in Hawaii and three days on my own in Tokyo, paid for by the generous fee addition, were enough for me not to care. My pimp, Leon, told me to make myself blond all over, which I had grown used to in any assignment sending me to the Orient. And I was a bit intrigued because I was told up front that the client was Matsu...
Dutch came first. It was a particularly busy and boisterous night in the Dick Hut, tucked in the back shadows of an alley off the Nuuanu Stream in the heart of Honolulu's red light district. The sign over the door actually said...
This is a collection of three short stories. Short escapades that didn't last long enough to give their own story, but might get you going if put together.My first story is about a guy that wasn't getting sexually fulfilled at home. the man came through and started talking to me it was pretty obvious that he had been drinking and soon was telling me about how his wife hated watching him...
With school out, Jason spent most of his free time at his new friend Kevin’s house. Most of the time they were together, they were naked; much to the delight of Kevin’s aunt, and Jason’s client, Mrs. Douglas. While there relationship wasn’t sexual at all, there was plenty of roughhousing and horseplay between the two of them. There was the occasional incidental contact, which Kevin became...
Jason graduated high school and was free for the summer. When he showed up at Mrs. Douglas’ house to mow her lawn, he saw she was getting into her car. He walked over to her car and she rolled down the window. “Where are you going Mrs. D, I’m here to mow your lawn,” he said with a wink.She reached out and put her hand on his arm, “I’m going shopping. My nephew is staying with us for...
Jason received a call from the doctor, inviting him to dinner the next day. The doctor instructed Jason to wear a white shirt, khakis, and to go commando. Jason figured the doctor was planning something and of course he would go along. Jason could think of several ways to end up in a three-way with the doctor and his wife, but it was the doctor’s fantasy and Jason let him set it up....
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story originated as The Lawn Boy. If you have not read it, you may want to read that first. Jason's story has developed in a way I had not thought of when I first began writing about him. Thank you for all the comments and feedback I have received. Enjoy.Jason went to his second appointment with the doctor by himself. As he was checking in, all of the office...
Jason’s businesses continued without any problems. He had Mr. Tucker under control, and that man now sucked his cock better than any of his female clients. Things seemed to be going well for Jason; until his father came into is room one evening. Jason looked up from his computer as his dad entered.“How are things going, Jason,” his dad asked, seeming a little nervous.“Everything is...
Jason went home from his encounter with Mr. Tucker and took another shower. He let the hot water run over his tanned body. What was he going to do? He could drop the Tuckers as clients, but then Mr. Tucker might start talking. He had to stay in charge. He decided to lay low, and for the next week, he disappointed his women. He mowed their lawns, but he explained he just needed a break;...
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