Rookie Cops Get Nailed - The Conclusion I had just had Brad come into my hands and could tell by his body language how this straight macho cop had experienced his first taste of humiliation. But I could tell he was far from being broken. I had, in fact hoped for this to be the case. There's really no fun to break a young stallion that doesn't...
Rich, Jeff and I had been buddies since childhood. Our parents lived on the same block and we grew up going to the same junior high and high schools. We played sports together, and for a while even formed our own rock band. As we grew up, got married and each started a family, we always found time to spend together. We had an annual vacation in the summer where...
Randall and I had been best friends during most of our days at college. We had come from different parts of the country, and certainly had completely different backgrounds. Randall's parents were wealthy and he had always led a pampered life. My parents had scrimped and saved to see that I could get a decent education. We met one day in our freshman year, when we...
About five years ago four of my friends and I decided to buy and operate a local bar. We had scouted the area and felt it would make a lucrative investment. Just how lucrative, time would tell. The bar was located near the docks and when ships from the Navy landed in port, we were guaranteed a large clientele--sailors on temporary leave. My...
Skinhead Law Steve 333 " Fuckin' shit!" Dean leant his bristled forehead against the wall, panting. He rolled back against the brick and gazed gravely at the black sky. "That was too friggin' close." Karl stared back down the alley and grabbed Dean by the scruff, dragging him behind a large skip. "It's the pigs, the fuckin' pigs are there." A blue...
Standard Disclaimer: This note is for government types who have probably never had sex in their lives. This is a work of erotic gay fiction. Any resemblance to any real person, place, thing or event is entirely coincidental. Persons who are offended by gays, gay sex or erotica should leave NOW. Homophobic neo-Nazis should wonder why they are reading this, leave NOW, and then jump...
If you read my earlier story 'When Opportunity Knocks', then you saw how we took full advantage of an opportunity when it presented itself. We hadn't really had time to prepare, but nevertheless the fucking episode was self-satisfying. Little did we expect another opportunity to present itself so quickly afterwards. But it did, and now I'd like to tell you how we took...
Rookie Cops Get Nailed - Part 1 Our prey were two young very macho cops, Brad and Bill. Both had been on the force for a few years. They had been our friends until they joined the force. Things started to change slowly after that. But soon they started hassling us and one day we started talking about this. We stated talking about how tough a guy...
We were just sitting in the living room of one of the guys apartment, talking about our score so far--three cops taken, Ken the most recent just last week. We started to act 'cocky'. We decided to set a goal of how many tough macho dudes we'd like to fuck their asses. After much debate we settled on trying to snatch roughly a dude a month. So far, we had always...
After having such an incredible run of luck during the last month, the gang and I began to believe that it would never end. It started when we had ambushed a pair of young cops and after taking turns brutally sodomizing them, forced the cops to help us find other cops with tight virgin asses to explore. It wasn't long before we had added, another young cop and two tough...
A few years ago, shortly after I had moved to New York, I was strolling with a number of other gay men in Greenwich Village. Most of these guys were strangers to me, but we had all been participants in a gay rap group during which we had let down many of our normal barriers. As we walked, I noticed that one of the guys walking ahead of me had a grey handkerchief tucked into ...
M.A.C.H.O. BBS Men's American Coastal Hide Out 714-497-3622 BOUND AND FUCKED -- From the San Francisco Oracle I had seen you on your motorcycle, cruising down Santa Monica Blvd. Always your helmet and face guard prevented me from seeing your face. Always your open leather jacket allowed me to see that thin line of hair tracing a path to your navel to disappear beneath the...
It was especially dark in the Leather Den this particular Friday night. Scott was dressed in just his Levi's, no shoes, shirt, or anything else. He sat down at his favorite chair in the darkest corner of the main bar room. Master G. was new to the Den, he just flew in from Boston, and was in the mood for some hot New York style leather sex! Master G's favorite pastime was...
Jon was happy with Paul. They had been dating for over two months, and everything was proceeding as Jon hoped it would. He usually got what he wanted, and at the time, Paul suited those needs. Though Jon was leery that Paul might consider their tenuous relationship more than what it really was: fuck buddies. Jon strode into his apartment and sat heavily on the...
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When I had graduated college I thought that the world was my oyster. I was going to be somebody! I had been offered a position at the marketing firm where I had interned during college and was moving to the big city. It was the dream of every privileged kid who grew up in a blue suburb like I had. Five years later my reality looked very different. I had never even been considered...
When I had graduated college I thought that the world was my oyster. I was going to be somebody! I had been offered a position at the marketing firm where I had interned during college and was moving to the big city. It was the dream of every privileged kid who grew up in a blue suburb like I had. Five years later my reality looked very different. I had never even been considered...
When I had graduated college I thought that the world was my oyster. I was going to be somebody! I had been offered a position at the marketing firm where I had interned during college and was moving to the big city. It was the dream of every privileged kid who grew up in a blue suburb like I had. Five years later my reality looked very different. I had never even been considered...
When I had graduated college I thought that the world was my oyster. I was going to be somebody! I had been offered a position at the marketing firm where I had interned during college and was moving to the big city. It was the dream of every privileged kid who grew up in a blue suburb like I had. Five years later my reality looked very different. I had never even been considered...
Last Thursday I connected with a man online. His profile had no significant content, but his stats were impressive. Almost as impressive as the two photos he included of his huge soft penis. We began chatting and then he mentioned that he wanted to own. I gave him my number and we began talking. It turns out we were better matched than I had imagined. He was a Haitian Man, 53,...
Zweites Kapitel: Die geklauten Socken und das vergessene Handy Die letzten Wochen gemeinsames Training mit Leon schienen erste Erfolge zu zeigen. Meine Mutter betonte, wann immer sie konnte, dass ich nicht mehr so blass im Gesicht sei. Mein Sportlehrer, Herr Schneider, lobte mich, dass meine Ausdauer nun viel größer war. Vielleicht war beim Schulmarathon ja doch etwas besseres als der...
Zum Homo erpresst Copyrights Ruedi by storwrite@gmx.de Erstellungszeitraum September 2007 – Februar 2008 TEIL 3 Bei dieser Story handelt es sich um ein SM-Märchen ohne jeden Bezug zur Realität. Wir warnen deshalb vor Nachahmungen oder Ausprobieren der beschriebenen Praktiken. Außerdem weisen wir drauf hin dass der größte Teil der Story homoeroti-schen Inhalts ist. Ungenehmigte...
PROLOG Da ist es; blitzartig und ohne Vorwarnung: dieses eigenartige, schwer zu beschreibende Gefühl, dass jemand von hinten ganz nah herantritt. Man hat nichts gehört, keinen Schritt, keinen Atemzug und doch richten sich abrupt die Nackenhaare auf, durchfährt einem die Gewissheit, dass es irgendwie zu spät ist. Instinktiv lässt Mark den Karton, den er gerade hinten auf der Lagefläche eines...
This is fanfiction I do not know Chase Utley or anyo ne else I write about in the story please be advised explicit content ahead As a gay male stripper in Vegas you do a lot of crazy things to make money One weekend I was working at a club near Caesars Palace want a bunch of athletes walked inlead by former major league baseball player Chase Utley They walk into the VIP area and sit down...
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