Ay: Ocak 2022

19 – It’s Only Business How To Sweeten Any Deal This is part nineteen of my adventures in the early 90s with a gay man about 15 years older than me who saw me as a near-reincarnation of his first boyfriend. Check my post history for earlier installments of the story of an older man’s…

It only took a few weeks for our pledge of never being apart again to go by the wayside. I was working at my desk one afternoon when Christina burst through my office door. She was smiling and her beautiful eyes danced with excitement. “I just finished talking to Alicia on the phone,” she began…

Part 1 The rain was coming down hard. So hard that I considered getting off the road and staying at a motel until it died down. Which looked like it wasn’t going to be soon. I had been driving on the road for about three hours now with about three hours still left on the…

Chapter One: London, 1856 He was snoring when I woke. His arm was around me, at waist level, his palm on my pelvis bone, his thumb and two fingers pushed into my pubic bush, holding me close into his side. I had drifted off with him stroking my shaft. He’d been at the point of…

I had tried previously to get into Josh’s speedos without success and this year had the same result. However, by now Josh is one of the few people that I’m ‘out’ to and he is kewl with it. I think it was last Tuesday that Josh lined up a night out in town with some…

Chapter Fifteen – Doors And Walls It was late in the evening when he finally went home. He had taken the car and driven aimlessly for hours, trying hard to ignore the mess in his brain. Like a burglar, he sneaked into the house. Maybe Aron was already asleep and he wasn’t going to offer…

Note to readers: The story below and subsequent chapters involves open relationships between consenting adults, including incest. Everyone involved is 18 or older. If you don’t enjoy stories that involve incest then you should probably find something else to read. Thanks to Daddysgirlfl for editorial support! The New Neighborhood Hi, my name is Tom, Tom…

I sat there, Tuesday night, with the phone in hand, knowing deep down that there was no way I wasn’t going to call him. The experience had left me shaken and confused. I knew I wasn’t gay. I knew I wasn’t attracted to men. But there was something about him. I couldn’t stop thinking about…

“I’m sorry, my wife has delivered an ultimatum. Family only for Christmas. She apparently has a major announcement to make. I’ll go up by plane. Emmet can drive you up in the Jag on the 27th and then bring us both back down after New Year’s. I won’t be able to stay at Brambleton long…