Burnham-on-Sea (c) Oliver Jennings, 2004 === I've known Simon since we were little kids. We were in the same class at school until we were fourteen, at which point his parents divorced and his mum took him off to live in Burnham-on-Sea with her and her new boyfriend. We stayed in contact - Burnham isn't a million miles from where I live - and regularly stayed over at each other's...
(c) Oliver Jennings, 2004 === Lads from Long Load have long loads. Or at least, that's what I've always found. Long Load is what the sign by the roadside calls a row of a few grey houses strewn out along one of the windy, muddy lanes between Somerton and Martock. It's so small you could hardly even call it a village; in fact, you'd probably never notice it unless you had some kind of...
My office overlooking the construction site next door proved to be a mild to moderate distraction. Several times most days I found myself staring at the men and machines erecting the skeleton of a building. Seemingly overnight the girders had reached the level of my third floor office. The chill of the early spring kept the men clothed in flannel shirts and jackets and I was wishing for the...
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...
Date: Sat, 08 Nov 2003 17:19:38 -0600 From: Allen Giffen tutus69@hotmail.com Subject: Diesel - Ch 2 - The Cop "Fuck, this is all I need!" groaned Diesel as big drops of rain started to fall while he walked down the road. On his way home from the pool, he was dressed in an old t-shirt and sweat shorts with his Speedos underneath. It was a freak storm, came out of nowhere and pummeled...
On that sweltering July day I pulled into the landscaping store and spotted him -- 6', blonde, beefy, loose ripped t-shirt, cut-offs that must have been from jeans that fit him last year, black leather boots, and with a sheen of sweat over all his exposed skin that made my mouth water—I had to have him. Bought all the stuff I needed, while watching the kid parade around the place moving things...
Joey, who actually was not much older than the boys at the dance, had just come from the community dance as one of the chaperones. He was 5’6” 120 slim fit pounds age twenty-four. He had hazel eyes and dark brown hair. Not that they really needed a chaperone the boys and girls were all over eighteen. Looking at all the boys swaying to the fast beet music had given poor Joey an enormous...
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...
From: Studiesinbrown.com The Boy Was Foine By Chris Carr Copyright ¨ 1998 Just when he was about to give up hope, the bumper-to-bumper traffic crept forward. Los Angeles, thought Mark Chapman, Traffic capital of the world. Growing frustrated with the snail pace traffic Mark started looking for the first exit available. The hopelessly snarled traffic, however, presented Mark with no...
Mind Yo’ Bizzness By Chris Carr Copyright ¨ May, 2003 This happened about a couple of months ago, around Thanksgiving, I think. Christmas was coming and I wanted to get my peeps… ok, my lady, a little something. Things wasn’t going so good with us, mainly because I kept fucking around, but that’s another story, so I took this chicken shit job, delivering shit for this little appliance store....
As most the guys stood around looking at the screen Errol stood beside Dre with a looks of dismay. He said sipping on his drink as Dre watched the enjoyment the others seem to be getting out of the video. Errol went back to tending to the bar as he patted Dre on the back and smiled at him. “Incoming.” He said with a smile as Dre looked at him oddly before turning to look back. (One-Week Ago) ...
This is a story of man-to-man sexual encounter. If this offends you or you are not of legal age in you country or state, please leave now. Story by Richard Barber EyeMrich1@hotmail.com Part 1, Trucker’s Delight I left the mall restroom nearby, where I had just serviced several hot dudes at the glory holes. I guessed I had been there for about 2 hours and needed to stretch my legs...
The sound of birds woke me from my sleep. I could sit in this bed for hours. I wished to wake up every day just like that. The soft sun beams hit my face with beauty in every ray. It was Saturday morning, the day that dad and I would be spending time together. He was my only family at the time. I was visiting for Thanksgiving. I slowly stood up and stretched my body to loosen up. It...
We’d been together before. But, I still felt the same fearful knot in my stomach at the prospect of being with him again. I knew, at least in part, what to expect. This was an experience I looked forward to. I’d waited weeks to get my hot little hands on his big, hairy body. Here I was, standing before him. I was willing, but afraid. A look was all it took to get me to follow him...
Johnny's father entered the shed. I said "What the fuck is going on in here!" Mule in his innocence smiled and looked at Johnny's Father and said "I made puppies, Mr. Ray!" Johnny's father "what did you say you dumb fuck, Look's like to me you fucking some whore up the ass" bellowed back at Mule and slapped him upside his head. Mule backed away with his huge cock dangling between his legs and...
Story by Richard Barber at eyeMrich1@hotmail.com Keep Our Firemen Happy I was invited to a party in the city with about 25 other people. Most of them were strangers and older than myself. It was a gay party with mostly men. Most were drinking and seeming to have a good time. But, since I did not drink nor did I know too many people there, I was getting bored. That is until I met...
Sam said they stayed at the pub outside of town for about three hours. He serviced at least 30 old, drunken geezers for his cousin Johnny's pocket book. A variety of dicks, cut and uncut, small and large, fat and skinny, wrinkled and soft, hard and throbbing with vitality, all pumped their frothy cum into his mouth. Johnny was making $20 per blowjob off his cousin being passed off as his...
After our fantastic morning sex, Sam and I went to the shower and washed each other's bodies. I told Sam I had to go in early to the truck stop and work until noon. Then, I had afternoon classes and I would see him later that evening. I left and went to work. I stopped my Billy's office and asked if he had heard from Jake. Alas, he had not. He then asked me what was going on with Johnny...
When I awoke the next morning with Sam beside me in the bed, I had such a feeling of contentment. It was nice to have a warm, firm body lying next to mine. I began to run my hands across his face and down his neck. My cock already hard from a morning piss-hard but it was now throbbing and aching for more of what I had last night. I rolled over and reached into the nightstand and pulled out my...
By Richard Barber at eyeMrich1@hotmail.com They were doing lots of new construction in the old section of the city. I was sad to see many of the older buildings being torn down, because they had lots of history. I stopped by the old bowling alley before it was to be torn down, because it had one of the best and busiest glory holes in town. I knew it could tell some great stories if it could...
I left you with "Blue taking possession of his "imaginary son". After he got himself clean or rather after I bathed his beautiful body. My last task of being the "obedient son", I sent him on his merry trucking way. I hurried over to Johnny's to pick up my mother. The whole time actually being fearful or having to face Johnny and also wondering about his cousin and trying to figure out if I...
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