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Lek’s Diary

by sr71plt on Sep 1, 2017
Gay Male

I have no idea how long the townhouse next door had been empty before someone noticed that the two women living there were gone. I did see the story in the local paper of the two women who drowned on Lake Stanley when their rowboat capsized and thought of it as both sad and a little weird, as no one was supposed to be out in a rowboat on Lake Stanley after d...

Underwear Ch. 01

by SadieRose on Apr 3, 2019
Gay Male

"UNDERWEAR..." An interlude [This tale is set some eighteen years after Rayne Wylde becomes a Vampire. By this time he is living in Manchester (my neck of the woods - no pun intended!) and a brush with psychotic northern Vamps has led to his relationship with Kevan, a half-Irish detective sargeant with the Manchester Met Police. The story also reintroduce...

A New Client

by jamesmontague on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

There was a subtle knock of the door; Nicholas scanned his eyes across the room once more. Everything seemed to be in order, he thought. Let us see what we shall see. The door opened, revealing his trusted servant, bodyguard, fixer and partner in business, Wells. The man had an imposing figure, tall, square-shouldered, very large hands and equally large fee...

Barefoot Men Only - The Sauna

by FootjobLover on Nov 27, 2017
Gay Male

It was raining hard - as it normally does in Scotland - and I felt cold and damp. I glanced at my watch; it was five minutes past noon. I smiled to myself, knowing the sauna opens at 12 sharp and I wouldn't have to hang around waiting for someone to open the door. I turned the corner and walked up to the large, dark red doors of the sauna. The late-October...

After Poker

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Mike clung to the arm of Larry, the older man he'd met just earlier in the day but who was everything to Mike at the moment, as, one of six men concentrating on their cards, a pall of smoke hovering over the table, Mike won another hand of poker. He hadn't even played much poker before now. And he'd never been in a place like this before now, either. The p...

Police Patrol Boots

by Puppy602859 on Oct 15, 2017
Gay Male

Every Sunday evening I played football with my friends from work, just a friendly kick about to keep fit. Afterwards I would walk back along the canal about two miles to get back home. I never saw anyone on this stretch of the canal, so was a great place to clear your mind. This Sunday after play, I followed my usual routine and started down the tow path. It...

The Ride Master Ch. 01

by oralguy82 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

As a extra credit activity for the junior college I was attending, I was engaged by the Ride and Board Stables as a helper for the summer, doing stable work and other jobs about the riding-school. At least that was what I thought I had been employed for. But it soon turned out that the Ride Master, Jason, had other plans for me. The first day or two I helpe...

Thirty-Year Anniversary

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

[Requested by dmmc] The young black bull was seated on the bench press in the dim light of the after-hours gym, back pressed to the reclining back support, hands gripping the narrow hips of the smaller, older man flexibly draped above him, facing away from him, and pulling the thin, wiry frame of the sub off and on his monster cock. Who would have known, th...

Drunk

by thebikinilover on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I was drunk, my head was numb. I'd gone to a party of a friend, got into a vodka drinking challenge and think I lost? I can remember the fourth tall glass that we both downed, then going to take a piss, after that I don't know what happened? All I knew was that I was sat on a sofa and couldn't get up! Someone was sat beside me on the sofa, but my brain cou...

The Summer of 2004 Ch. 05

by NYCSTUD on Sep 1, 2017
Gay Male

I drove home exhausted from the sexual intensity and violation of the day. My clothes, skin and taste buds were sticky and reeking from our commingled ejaculate, juices and raw funk. But I was hard and loving it. As I pulled into my driveway, dad was washing his Beamer. I didn't want to stop to talk; I was afraid he'd smell the scent of another man all over...