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  • someday my prince will
  • Last night I dreamt I went to paradise again. I believe we can credit the encounter to Daphne du Maurier. My tour in Cyprus was at an end, but I had hung on for a month, sending my wife back to Washington, D.C., to get the house open up again and everything there back in working order and to guide one of our children into a new university year. I had stayed past my assignment rotation date to attend an artists' gathering in the Troodos mountain village of Platres. A internationally well-known naive artist lived there during her summers and held an annual week-long artists' retreat there. I had been invited to the retreat because I had just published a novel based loosely on her intriguing life and she had done the cover for the book. We got along famously, and so here I was, gathered with her artist friends and trying to keep up with the talk of light and shadow and balance and depth perceptionnot unknown concepts for the creative writer either, I happily realized. Read More...

  • ride the pony
  • As I set on the cabin back stairs, I observed a dark figure on the porch of the cabin next door, and the blinking of a small flashlight. I realized it was the neighbor Connor. He was beckoning for me to come over. I wrapped the towel around my waist and went to his back porch where he was setting naked, in the dark on a lounge chair. Read More...

  • shop sex
  • Shit, I think I'm fuckin' goin' nuts. Goddamn, who'da thunk it would happen to me. I was always straight as a freakin' arrow all my life. The fuckin' fag had to come into my life... Read More...

  • jay boy
  • When I awoke, Jay was downstairs taking his shower and getting my coffee ready before he brought it upstairs. It was my day for the afternoon shift so I could sleep in late. I dozed off again, but when I awoke, I was aware someone was in the bed next to me. My cock was being explored and manipulated by an unfamiliar hand. Read More...

  • energy supply
  • I am American and I'm gay but shit, that's not to say that I go for every piece of ass that comes my way. I have learned to take on only high-class lovers who have millions in the bank and wives and families to boot. I love to service the needs of these high rolling guys whose corporate decisions rip off you and me every day of our lives as their companies get bigger and bigger. Read More...

  • fantasy
  • I liked reading superhero comic books. Dad says that I am too old for them, but I don't want to stop reading them. I love the stories and also the stories I make up with the characters. I imagine myself locked in a clenching struggle against all those masculine muscles. I get hard thinking about Superman's cock of steel. I blast off picturing the training Batman gives to Robin. Read More...

  • the photo session
  • I have raised my son since he was eight years of age and have made sure he has had every opportunity to experience life, as was his mother's wish. There were baseball games, football games, concerts, theater, books read to him etc. At the age of fourteen he became interested in weight lifting and took to it with gusto, I myself thought it was a passing fad, something every boy decides at one point in his life to do. The fad didn't pass, in fact after six months I purchased a whole new set of weights and apparatus for him. It was at this time he kidded me about being a couch potato, and said that I could stand to lose a few pounds. So I joined him in weight lifting. It was during these sessions that we talked about life in general and various topics, I was very open with him about any questions he may have on any subject. He knew he could come to me about anything. The weight lifting sessions continue up till present day, he is now nineteen years of age and heading off to University come January. We now have well trimmed proportioned bodies after years of weight training. Read More...

  • the old man in the sex shop
  • I was a fairly young boy when I discovered, the paradise of freedom ofthe booths of the sex shop, maybe one of the last places of freedom that our civilization allows us. Read More...

  • the accent
  • I just turned 22 and worked part time in a convenience store after school. I was studying for a degree and concentrated mostly on my schoolwork, but when I was at the store, my thoughts turned to the hot men that used to come out of the subway station next door. I would watch them by the window and wish they would come in for a paper, a lottery ticket, or just my ass. Read More...

  • dad gets wired up
  • Peter was 40 years old, 6ft with short brown hair and an average build that maybe needed a little work around the mid drift. Women often referred to him as cute which he hated at his age. He would have preferred handsome or at least good looking.

    Peters dad had never been much for computers and technology. Peter remembered not that long ago his Dad still struggling to set the DVD to record. Imagine his surprise to his dads new found love of computers when Peter turned up at his house.

    Jack was 59 with a thick head of salt and pepper hair, 510" with a mostly smooth well defined body. He had been very athletic in his youth and still maintained a regular fitness routine. He wished his son had shared a bit more of his sport enthusiasm but he never shown any interest in any kind of sport activity. Read This Preimum Story For Free (story opens in a new browser window)