After our trip to San Diego, I settled in for the last week of school until summer vacation. Dad said he would pick me up on Monday, so I could have a weekend with my friends before I was gone for the summer. All sports were over for the year. But, I still went to the weight room every day. Dad said he would include a weight room at the park, so we both wouldn't have to miss any workouts. ...
It had been a good season and it all came down to these last four minutes of the soccer match. Glen Deaning's High School soccer team, the Wolverines, were minutes away from scoring the biggest victory of the year. If they could triumph and beat the Hurricanes they would be able to go to the National Championship in Miami, Florida. Each young man wanted this and was working hard to achieve it....
Earlier this week, I was on the computer just getting ready to jack off to some good gay porn. Suddenly, I hear a car door slam shut and I think, "Oh, shit!" I fear that my sister or dad is home and here I have my dick in the palm of my hand. I minimize the screen, throw my dick back into my boxer briefs and run to the front window to see who slammed the door. As it turns out, it was just...
controlone James was impressed beyond words. It was very unusual for the head of the Organization to affix the icon. It was an enormous honor given to only a handful of super achieving senior controllers, and meant that Scott had distinguished himself above and beyond the call of duty. James had a thought in mind, “Scott there is something.” Scott was eager, “Name it. Whatever it...
controlone After several minutes of lascivious foot play Scott opened his eyes and found James staring up at him. He smiled down at the boy lapping at his ankle and James said, “Master it would be a pleasure to serve as your pussyboy; to have you fuck my worthless ass cunt; anything to please you sir.” Scott looked to C for guidance. C responded, “You heard the boy. He’ll be crushed if...
Face In The Mirror Day 5—Part 1—Roberto and Rick In the Organization’s suite at the posh Los Angeles hotel, Roberto paced back and forth while his charge, the Latino boy singer, knelt naked on the floor, wondering why his master seemed so distraught. It was terribly strange for Roberto to be nervous. He’d spent forty years developing his suave sophistication. At 6’2” tall, 160 lbs,...
Coach Jim Erickson sat perched on the edge of his desk, legs spread, staring with lust filled eyes at the massive football player standing in front of him as his hands reached for the player’s hips. He gripped the dirt smudged football player’s pants and pulled Diesel forward, his hungry open mouth attacking Diesel’s. He’d taken his varsity team through a pretty grueling workout that...
Brad Tomkins knew that he was getting what he deserved. After all, it wasn't the first time this had happened. His ass had been getting him into trouble all his life. Even as a young teen he had such a big round ass that it was hard to find pants that fit him. It was in junior high that he learned the power of his big beefy globes. He'd hear the girls gasp as he walked by. They'd whisper...
As Brad Tomkins sat waiting outside Coach Phillips’ office, he thought of a strategy. He’d been late for practice three times this past week and he knew what that meant. He was going to be kicked off the wrestling team. The coach had warned him before. Brad's problem was he that was used to coasting by on his good looks. At 19, he still had that good-looking boy-next-door look. He also...
Chap 6B—Caleb’s Day Continues Controlone With no further ado Riff pulled Caleb up toward the head of the bed. The two men shared a pillow as Riff spooned behind Caleb. When Caleb felt Riff push the length of his cock up between his butt cheeks he wanted to squeal, but he withheld that response; instead Caleb reached behind with his right hand and pulled his butt cheeks further apart, so...
Truck Parking Story by Richard Barber EyeMrich1@hotmail.com Part 1 - The Parking Lot Encounters. I left the Trucker’s Bunkhouse and headed for the truck parking lot outside. This area was reserved mostly for trucker’s overnight parking. However, an occasional auto would wander into the area. These were mainly “ladies of...
DIESEL – Chapter 7 – The Best Man “Fifty bucks, in my pocket, now, or I’m gone,” said Diesel as he stood spread-eagled over the toilet in the stall of the men’s room at the Tampa-St. Pete’s airport, leaning on the wall. The guy had been eyeing him from across the aisle the whole flight from Dallas. There was a delay now getting the luggage to baggage claim. Diesel had been doing some...
Date: Wed, 19 Nov 2003 23:34:58 -0600 From: Allen Giffen tutus69@hotmail.com Subject: Diesel - Ch4 - The Recruiter DIESEL -- Chapter 4 -- The Marine Recruiter "Interested in the Marines?" Diesel had been really bored and found himself wandering around Cherry Creek Mall. The guy sitting behind the table was cute -- smaller and slimmer than Diesel, but probably had a really tight body,...
Date: Sat, 15 Nov 2003 07:23:28 -0600 From: Allen Giffen tutus69@hotmail.com Subject: DIESEL -- Chapter 3 -- The Photo Sessions "Louder!" yelled Diesel. Rob cranked the CD as high as he could stand it. The throbbing house music was about to start affecting his shooting ability. He pulled the camera from his eye for a moment, looked directly at Diesel gyrating in that skintight singlet, and...
Chapter 6A--Caleb's Day--End “Okay boy stand up and spread those legs; time to take your harness off. I’m afraid with all the turmoil I forgot all about it. Oh yes, and try not to piss yourself.” Caleb stood up, glowing red from his scrubbing. He was very worried about what might happen next. He looked spectacular, six feet and three inches of total masculinity, muscles shining from...
controlone As Riff dragged his totally spent body toward his apartment his eyes focused on his door. Outside under the breezeway awning, sitting on the cement stoop, leaning against his door, all huddled up, sound asleep; there was Caleb. Riff didn’t know whether to slap him or scold him or hug him or slug him. Instead he just shook his head. Riff got his key ready and as he came up to...
As Bryce continued to babble C took his foot off the prostrate man’s cervical vertebrae. C turned once more toward the others and pointed one finger at them. They knew instantly to stay put till he was far, far away. -------------------------------------------- C put his arm around Riff’s waist and guided him to Dottie’s parking lot. He led Riff to a stretch limo. The driver raced...
Suddenly Riff was electrified. From the very moment C walked into his life he’d brought only unbridled joy and amazing adventure. Riff felt his empty life suddenly fill to overflowing. He wondered what new exciting exploits C had in store for him. He had no idea… No idea at all. ------------------------------------------ The inside of Dottie’s was fantastic, mirrored balls, go-go boys...
Chapter 4—That Night controlone It took Riff an hour to calm himself enough to do any work. He was exhausted and happy and very confused. He couldn’t think about anything but C. C was in his head; C was in his heart; C was everywhere. The more Riff thought the more he wanted to be with C; to love him; hell, to worship him. He’d never felt anything like this. He’d never imagined...
Cutting Trees (True Story) Last week I had three very large trees cut in my back yard. I wasn’t home when the owner of the tree cutting company came to give me an estimate two weeks ago, so I hadn’t met him until he and his crew of men showed up to do the work. I was almost speechless when I came home from work to oversee the work and met the owner for the first time. In a word, he was...
Chapter 3—His Return controlone@adelphia.net On Wednesday morning Riff and Caleb stayed in bed playing till almost eight, then they got up and showered together. They went to Denny’s for breakfast. Before the girl took their order Caleb went to the counter, got three quarts of orange juice and two glasses, and brought them back to the table. He smiled at Riff, “I know how this looks,...
Riff Branson was a junior executive at Emperor International Cruise Lines (actually three separate lines with 46 ships). He had a law degree but spent most of his time riding roughshod over the Cruise Line’s advertising department. He supervised six men and women who kept the Company constantly in the public eye. They arranged all the normal advertising, scheduled dozens of events, arranged...
How I Got Under Your Skin Controlone We met one dark night in a loud gay bar just outside Miami. I came to visit you a week later. You were sitting in a chair in your living room watching TV; some insipid program about other people’s lives, movie stars, pretty people. It was a hot, humid Saturday night in June; you had the A/C on low. You were sitting there in a blue pocket t-shirt,...
The Flight C took his boy for a change of clothes. If they were going to travel together he had a specific idea in mind and for that the kid needed different clothes. Once they got into James’ room C turned the young man around. C said, “Let’s see what we’re going to do with you. You are a fucking mess.” The kid was covered in sweat from head to foot and he reeked of spunk and sex and...
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