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The Hanky Code Pt. 04: The Enema

by His_fag_wife on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Steve pulled me by my cock and I followed him like an obedient puppy. "I told you I'd see a lot of you slut. Now it's time for me to explore every nook and cranny of you as we prepare you for Master S," Steve said with a notable mirth to his words "I think you'll like that... well some of it anyway." It had been more than a few minutes since my last indul...

Doing the Ton

by lexxjld on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

(author's name is horny_dad or lexxjld on some sites) * He offered me a lift to Newcastle, for free. Well, I couldn't afford to refuse, could I, and he *was* rather nice. Looking at my thin jeans and denim jacket, he said I'd better borrow some leathers from him, or I'd freeze to death. So we went back to his flat. In his wardrobe he'd got a fantastic amou...

Ride Em Cowboy

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Since the 1930s my extended family has had a remote ranch in a hidden Colorado Rockies valley abutting Medicine Bow National Park south from Laramie, Wyoming. The mountain fasts there—almost alpine in environment—are majestic, but they can be raw and cruel as well. Our family raised cattle there and took timber off the mountainsides in a planned "thinning"...

The Vacation House Ch. 30

by 1Puck1 on Nov 21, 2017
Gay Male

Anticipation runs like an electric current from my brain to every cell in my body. The masterful ravaging of my tender puckered asshole by Tags surprisingly athletic tongue has me wanting much more than this attack upon my backside. Seconds become torture as my vulnerable exposed hole goes on waiting, hoping for another surprise ambush. My mind continues to...

The Hanky Code Pt. 05: Sub to Gay Pig

by His_fag_wife on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I then heard the unmistakable snap of latex gloves going onto a hand, then felt Steve's hand moving around my butt, it was slick with some liquid and he pushed between the saddle and my ass trying to touch all of my ass and even tightly around the base of the plug. He was having to force his hand in to lift each cheek momentarily from the saddle to coat them...

Konan to the Rescue

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"Hey, look at that," Ronda nudged Jerry. "I told you we could set the clock by him." The bank's loan officer and new accounts clerk, whose desks were set side by side in the bank branch's lobby, were leaning into each other and marking the rapid progress of the senior teller to the exit door. Kevin Radcliff had stepped out from behind the bank counter preci...

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...

Always a Country Boy Ch. 03

by cheatingheart on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

For about the millionth time Jimmy caught himself staring at the door of the Broken Saddle. With a snarl he turned on his bar stool and stared vacantly at the stage. He cussed himself for hoping that Cooper would walk through the door looking for him. It had been nearly a month since Cooper dropped him off at his house and the coward hadn't shown his face si...

Bicyclist Champion Lingerie Secrets

by Alluring_Crimson_Shifter on Jan 16, 2019
Gay Male

Eric was riding very fast hoping no one would notice what he was wearing for a racing jersey. His jersey though colorful, was actually lingerie so light it breathed well and was virtually transparent. He did not plan on stopping so nobody could see he was practically naked. At least while he was in the riding position you could not see his cock and balls. He...

Totem Pole

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Riverbend Equestrian Park was a pretty fancy name for a pretty fancy place. It was located just west of Lexington, Kentucky, in rolling green-pastured hills sectioned off with gleaming-white fences and was a "have-it-all" sort of enterprise when it came to horses, or nearly it all. Colonel Jameson, the man who lived in the white-brick antebellum house in t...