The riverboat hit a log, or something, on the hull right at my head, and I woke with a start. The first sensation in the soft, wavering light of a single lantern hung by the doorway was the sound of the drums and low chanting from somewhere above. The driver and cook at it again. The sound was monotonous and comforting all at the same time. It also seemed to be richer than before, almost...
Church boyI found myself in this old, very familiar place from my past. A place I had not been to for quite some time. As soon as I walked in I could hear the sweet sound of the piano keys blaring, and the even sweeter sound of a voice that filled the air so perfectly. I walked up to him. He hadn't noticed me standing there. He was still singing and playing his heart out. His eyes were...
Replacement Bros... The final chapter.It had been a few years since Sean had been fucked for the first time. The feeling of having another man inside him was more than mind blowing, it was life changing. And Jesus left a void that Sean tirelessly tried to fill every night since. He was of course still dating and living with Anna, but sex with her had become boring. He now craved the ass...
Replacement Bro... The Prequel. / SequelPrequel. Hi my name is Sean. And I'm a sex addict....
Replacement BroIt happened a year ago. It was spring break. I don't know why, but for some reason I decided to leave my sunny Florida campus to venture back home to DC. I guess I was home sick. I hadn't been back home since xmas and I was really missing my family, especially my big bro Shane. Shane was more than just a brother to me, he was my bestfriend, the only real friend I ever had, and...
Jerome stood just inside the doorway at the shadowed end of the room. He should have just turned and gone down the stairs and out to the carriage to tell Thomas that Master John wasn’t ready to go yet. That’s all Thomas, Master John’s carriage driver, had told him to do. But the shock of what he’d found when he’d entered the house on Decatur Street and been waved to the second door down the hall...
Lonely HippyGreetings. My name is Cole. And I am a buddhist. Usually when someone finds this out about me, they're rendered [for lack of a better word] quizzical. They have a thousand questions to ask me. First of which, is always:...
Jamaica Moon DreamsI first saw him on my first day in Jamaica. He was leisurely walking the beach, every so often kicking at the tide as the beautiful blue ocean crashed onto the white sands. Despite the beauty of the island; he stood out to me as the most striking thing on the beach. The morning sun shone down on him, illuminating his every step like a spot light on a stage. And yes, he was...
My first time began as an email back on craigslist. i had emailed an add about a big black dick that had needed to get blown. The guy emailed me back and sent a pic of a 9 inch uncut black dick. i had never sucked dick before but was turned on completely by big black dick in pornos i had scene. This was my chance. the guy asked me to come to his house basically come in blow him and leave....
I’m not sure why I went to Club 216 that night. I’d joined months before but had gone only rarely. Joining put me on their e-mail list, though, and I kept seeing announcements go by of their semiannual beauty contest. It didn’t pay much attention to it—or at least I didn’t think I had—but that Saturday night found me there, just a couple of table rows away from the stage. I was by myself at the...
We live in a university town, my wife and I, and we live in a neighborhood within five blocks of the edge of that university. It’s an affluent neighborhood, built on heavily wooded, well-manicured lots on the side of a ridge, with narrow streets running up and down and twisting here and there. Almost like the country, but a wealthy enclave right in the small city. Quite staid we are. Not ones for...
Part 2I was now stuck in a small jail in their office. I know that I should have been absolutely worried about my situation and thinking hard of how the hell I was going to get out of there but all I could think of now was his lips and tongue all over my cock. I was still dizzy after the incredible experience. I felt like you would feel if you had just smoked something hard. I...
“Pull Over!!!!’“Don’t move!!!”“Your hands up!!”Within less than a minute I was pushed right into the bright yellow wall. With my face smashed into the bricks, I couldn’t see the police officer but for god’s sake, he must have been built like HULK telling by the force he exerted on me. I couldn’t move a single finger, and I was the quarterback of a team which had won numerous...
On Edgar’s first day at California State Prison in Los Angeles County, he was, 5’10” tall athletic Hispanic in orange uniform and following the guard to his new room. He whined when he looked at prison inmates with varied activities in the lobby. He never wished that he went to prison before because he knew that prison is bad place for him to experience. “Here’s your new roommate Ryan...
Chapter 84NOTE: If you would like an updated list of characters in all the chapters, a map of my vision of the campground, and/or a listing of all the plots of all the chapters. Just email me. I do all this for myself to keep everything sorted out. Written by jarbear1974@yahoo.comDad was riding into town with me as we were going to have supper together. We were a little pressed for time...
Chapter 80NOTE: I just finished a new layout of the campground. Also, the list of characters and the list of chapter plots are all updated. If you want any of these, just email me. I do all this for myself to keep everything sorted out.Written by jarbear1974@yahoo.comANOTHER NOTE: The guy who wrote liking my chapters and asking for a plot chart & campground map – please write again as...
First off this is my first story so go easy!!!It was a hot ass day me and my neighbors son mike had just finished playingBasketball at the park he pulled his shirt off and something twinged and made my dick jump so im like wtf!! But he didnt notice so i shook it off anyway mike says ay tron lets go bruh...
When Sir and I returned from our night out on the town, Sir produced a blindfold from somewhere in His clothes, and placed it around my eyes. He spun me around in a circle in His living room to disorient me before stopping me and stripping my clothes off me. He had me stand there naked and instructed me to remain there and remain silent. The coolness of His home made my flesh turn to...
First, let me say that I am a shorter, blond-haired, blue-eyed white guy in my mid-thirties, but still young-looking, and a total submissive bottom. I have always liked the Ultra-Masculine: muscles, facial and chest hair, leather, cowboy gear, boots, gloves, cops, firemen, and military, but especially bikers; that look of a big strong man in his leathers with a powerful chopper between his legs...
Practice should have been over an hour ago. Kenneth shifted his weight from one foot to the other to garnish what little relief he could for his feet. He, along with three dozen other choir members, had been standing more than four hours singing and swaying to the same three songs over and over again. And Kenneth was nearing his limit. The inner child in him wanted to whine and throw...
My eyes were glued to his body. I imagined I was the sweat gliding down his neck to his chest and over each ripple of his hard abs. I felt my dick throbbing, pressing hard against my jeans. I shook my head and came out of my daze. God, why was I lusting after this boy? He wasn’t even my type. Hell, he wasn’t even gay.Damien was fine as hell. No one could deny that. But I wasn’t really...
Khalil reached his hand through the prison bars and slapped Jirani’s face.“Wake up! How in the hell are you sleeping through this shit?”“What? Leave me alone,”Jirani pulled the covers over his head.“Get yo’ lazy ass up.” Khalil pulled the blanket down and exposed Jirani’s naked body. “Man, you ain’t got no fuckin’ clothes on!”“No, I don’t. Now leave me alone and let me go back to sleep.”...
I'm not gay. Really. I'm not. I wouldn't even go so far as to say I'm bisexual. I a married, 42 year-old father of four with a wife, a girlfriend and a career as a fitness consultant for a national media chain. I own a home in a California suburb and another three properties from an Arizona mini-ranch to a duplex in Oakland, CA. Now I'm not queer but every man has a vice...
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