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The Photograph Ch. 01

by sr71plt on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 01: John Why had he left the photograph there, standing right there in a leather frame on the dresser top? More important, why was the photograph here at all? I had gone into his room to put his things together so they could take them down to Hayden along with the body, and there it was. To some extent the whole success of the Wolf Creek Ranch had...

The Photograph Ch. 02

by sr71plt on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 2: Jamie I saw that photograph. I saw it that first evening, when I went in to turn the bed down because Charlene was busy out in reception. I had already figured he had been doing my dad all these years, and it's something that had come between me and my dad. Not that Dad knew what I knew—or at least strongly suspected. But our connection just cou...

No Regrets Ch. 07

by martin_x59 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 7 – Tommy's Story – Closure Tommy had quickly found work and a place to stay, although it was only a box room in lodgings it suited him. The work he found was at a local food store and he worked there for a good two years before another opportunity presented itself. The newly formed NHS was recruiting and they needed nurses, male and female. The pay...

At Anchor Ch. 02: 10 Days in August

by Sean943 on Oct 22, 2019
Gay Male

Jan received word, her divorce had been finalised, her Ex's reason. Trading her in for a younger model. Her flat mate Jean was out late, a business meal with her station director. She was a radio presenter, already divorced, same age as Jan 42. Jan was a senior executive in the oil company where Vince worked. She wanted to celebrate, home alone, with a hot b...

The Long Road Ch. 01

by jdunaway on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

To all of my friends and fans, I apologize for being absent so long, but I've been in the process of completely re-writing The Long Road, implementing a number of suggestions I received via feedback from you. There is more background story and character development as you will discover in this and subsequent submissions. The Long Road, from beginning to en...

Photo Barrier

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Captain Delwin Jackson—Diggs to almost everyone who knew him—opened the only eye he was able to open, seeing first the photo of Tawna and the kids, Jamia and Jeron, that should be in his wallet but, inexplicably was in a frame too big for it and standing on top of a white laminated nightstand next to the bed. Because he heard the heavy breathing, the second...

Someone to Love

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"Ach, mein Got, Ach mein Got—oh my god." Friedrich cried out in his glorious anguish. The monster black cock was killing him. He was panting hard, unable to breath, every sensation in his body tuned to that thick pole moving ever deeper inside him. He struggled to move away, to find some sense of relief, if only temporarily, if only to try to better accommod...

Stonewall Love

by dantemendoza on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

San Francisco, California 2010 Happy Birthday to me! Joshua Barrett sang the celebratory tune to himself as put the finishing touches on the chocolate cake that he baked for himself. Today he turned seventy and he wanted to celebrate the evening by inviting a few friends and neighbors that lived in his complex for a birthday dinner. He dusted. He vacuumed...

A Nude Photo Session

by DougCee on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I look at Craigslist several times a day clicking on different sections of their "Personals" ads. Being a bi-male I look at virtually all the ads posted by men, women and couples. Recently there was an ad in which a man was looking for another man to photograph nude. I'm not sure what is was but I was very intrigued about the idea of posing naked for someone...

Homeward Bound Ch. 08

by sr71plt on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

I was overwhelmed by my reception when I returned to Asheville. Suddenly people wanted to speak to me and associate with me who never had the time of day to give me when I lived there and worked in boarding houses. Everyone scrupulously avoided speaking of my origins in the city—especially the men, some of whom I recognized all too well. But I was invited ev...