I’m the boss, David. Right now I have my ‘not gay’ young twenty five year old employee Paul, naked as the day he was born and in deep lustful desire. I have just finished tasting and teasing all the pleasure spots on his perfect virile hot young body. If I’ve seduced him properly, I’ll win our deal and I’ll get to fuck his smooth hairless ass but first he has to beg me for my long thick cock.I have him right where I want...

He is so young and handsome, I can’t keep my eyes off him. Damn, I’m his boss, ten years older. He is a ripe young man of twenty five but I craved him, desired him and I stay at work late, just to be near him. God just to smell him, so foolish I know. This young man, Paul, has become my jerk off material. His striking manly profile is embedded in my mind. He is all I can see as I dream . My name is David, I’m single and l...

They woke around midnight, starving and needing to piss. It took a while to untangle themselves one from the other and they laughed at the commotion they made. They ran to the bathroom, barely making it there before the torrent of piss was unleashed. Both men smiled at the other, sharing the toilet with another man in the nude somehow seemed so intimate and special. “I’m starving Baby, ready for that pizza now?” Lance ask...

He was the hottest male model in the world right now, twenty five years old and single. Loving life, enjoying his youth with all the money he was making from walking the runways. Frankie Lewis was born to Cherokee descendants so he was dark brown all over, black eyes and the most perfect man legs to ever walk in the USA. He stood six foot tall on a large frame, smooth all over except for his silky medium length brown hair...

My story started when I met this man named Eddie. A tall man, six foot six inches and very attractive. He had dirty blonde curly hair to his shoulders and a very nice firm ass. I was in line behind him in the check-out line at the grocery store. He was buying tons of cat food, cat litter and a six pack of Bud light beer. I was buying the same kind of beer, although a twelve pack, along with two thick ribeye steaks and pot...

I gave him my hand and he kissed it softly making my heart beat faster. “I love you Clark Brooks, with all of my heart and soul. Will you marry me and make me the happiest I have ever been in my life?” Bradley asked me as his tears rolled down his cheeks.  “God a million times yes. I love you so much sweetheart, with all of my soul,” I answered as my own tears fell. He picked up a big velvet black box and opened it. “Pick...

On a cool clear Autumn Saturday night, I decided to go downtown to the local watering hole and check on the action. It had been a few years since I’d been in our local tavern, and I was curious to see if there were any brand new faces among the old crowd. My small town was established in the seventeen hundreds and is part of the historical Civil War grounds. All the buildings downtown are very old and the tavern is no exc...

I was happier than I’d been in years as I unpacked my food and thought of Bradley. I was really getting excited as the time for our date approached. I showered, shaved and as Bradley had told me, I picked out a nice dark blue pair of boot cut five-o-one Levi jeans and a Ralph Lauren deep red polo shirt. I finished off with my black ankle boots and my silver wrist watch. I only had to wait a few minutes because once again...

I accidentally walked into a straight bar one night in June. The weather was hot, muggy and I needed an ice cold beer to cool down. The place was packed but one particular guy caught my eye. He was at the bar with ladies all around him like flies. He was tall about 6-foot 2, black hair curling over his ears and down the back of his neck. He had emerald green eyes, a square jaw and a mischief smile. He was wearing faded Le...

I was on my vacation for a month in Jamaica, sitting in the hotel bar sipping on a Red Stripe Sorrel, a Jamaican brewed beer and relaxing. I’d worked six months straight without a break, and I was so ready to relax. Then he walked into the bar. Damn he was so handsome and sexy in those painted on Levi jeans. His eyes were an electric blue against his dark brown tanned skin and I couldn’t ignore them. They burned into my v...

My name is Mason Spence and this is my story about my best friend in high school, Luke Parker. I’m not sure where to start, so I guess I’ll start the first day we met each other. It was the first day of tenth grade and no one acted like they were happy to be back at school. I was only happy about the fact that I was now able to drive instead of taking that god-awful cram packed stinking old school bus that seemed to alway...

It was a muggy Wednesday evening in Marietta, Georgia as I left my downtown office and walked the six blocks to the closest gay bar. My name is Tony Gibbs, thirty year old junior partner at the Stevens and McCloud Law Firm. I needed a beer badly after the long hard day I’d had in court today. I got my client off, but it wasn’t easy. As I walked down the hot sidewalk I unbuttoned my suit coat and loosened the knot in my ti...

I walked down a poorly lit corridor beside a man who seemed to hate his job even more than he hated me. The hate showed in his wrinkled and hardened face brighter than a flashing neon sign at a cheap motel. I eyed him up and down, his body said he was too young to look so old. My mind told me his years of working here in this place, around these people, had taken years off his life. As we continued to walk, I glanced arou...