Sailing Back into Life [Author’s Note: When the Philippe Lecroix series has been completed, it’s best read in the following order: “New Orleans Rejuvenation” “Natchez Refreshment” “Biloxi Renewal” “Reconnected Recovery” “Theatrical Revival” "Sailing Back into Life” “Harvesting in the Park” “Garden District Plunge” “Dangerous Experiment” “Dueling Regeneration”] Alphonse waved...
Theatrical Revival [Author’s Note: When the Philippe LeCroix series has been completed, it’s best read in the following order: “New Orleans Rejuvenation” “Natchez Refreshment” “Biloxi Renewal” “Reconnected Recovery” “Theatrical Revival” “Sailing Back into Life” “Harvesting in the Park” “Garden District Plunge” “Dangerous Experiment” “Dueling Regeneration”] The bodybuilder...
It was the first month of my graduate school, and it was my turn for the “introductory” evening with my Logic professor, Paul Hollings. When I’d asked someone who’d taken his class the previous year what the proper attire for such an event was, he had just given me a lopsided grin and said, “For a handsome guy like you? I’d suggest very bulky clothes.” He hadn’t elaborated, but I probably...
[Author’s Note: When the Philippe LeCroix series has been completed, it’s best read in the following order: “New Orleans Rejuvenation” “Natchez Refreshment” “Biloxi Renewal” “Reconnected Recovery” “Theatrical Revival” “Sailing Back into Life” “Harvesting in the Park” “Garden District Plunge” “Dangerous Experiment” “Dueling Regeneration”] The young, drunk construction worker...
Nineteen year old Brad Tomkins just stood there staring with disgust at his side of the dorm room. It was a mess! He had only started his freshman year of college a few months ago and already his possessions seemed to be taking over his side of the room. He turned to looked at His best friend and roommates Grant's side of the room. It was neat as a pin. Grant and Brad had been friends since...
\Ham couldn’t sleep, and he thought he heard a noise from downstairs. Probably only one of the many ghosts haunting this old, rotting mansion, he thought. But, still, he was fully awake now. He rose off the cot he’d set up in his room until after everything was packed out and padded down the stairs into the music room. He was barefoot, only wearing his muslin sleeper pants. In twenty-four hours...
The cyclist was racing along the top of the Mississippi levee, anxious to get back into Natchez before the rains hit. Sweating profusely in the humidity and under the blazing sun, he had stripped his jersey off and wrapped it around the handlebars of the bike. It was almost dusk now, however, and the storm clouds were rumbling in. He felt chilled and tried to free the jersey from the handlebars...
I was there for three nights in the basement strip club on Dauphine Street in the French Quarter, always sitting at the same table. I had picked him out on the first night—a lithe but well-muscled, dark Greek, displaying a mixture of danger and sassiness; much more into what he was doing than any of the other performers. His act was black leather. Studded-leather harness crisscrossing his chest,...
I had become a regular at the gym on Tuesday nights, and this 40-something businessman named Clint, who was also a regular on that night, and I had gotten to where we regularly spotted each other through our bar bell work. He was in great shape for his age, leaner than I was, but with well-defined, ropy muscles and chiseled square-cut features. I’d been trying to save the money for some time to...
I was about very young when I was visiting a family friend who lived alone and who was according my opinion very old--he must be at leas 50 years old. I knew him very good, but this was first time I was at his place. He was very kind to me and after a while he shoved me some magazines with naked women in it. I was very aroused. He has keeping me asking what I like at most and I could hardly speak...
Mr. Howard and I BlaqJm18 2005 It was my last hour of the day, another boring ass day in Math class, and my teacher was still lecturing about fuckin’ algebra shit. I always ask myself why we gotta do this shit? I don’t need it in my future. Shit, I’m tryna be a basketball player not a fuckin’ math teacher, and it figures this class is my longest. Even though, the class is boring and the...
My Inches--Part 3 by Dick Mann Email : dkmnn@hotmail.com (comments from readers welcome) Hi, this is Phil again. You remember the high-school boy with the sweet, innocent face, the small, thin, body, and the big, BIG, cock. The one you'd give your soul to suck down your throat. Yeah, now you remember, even though we've never met. If we ever do, though, we'll have just such a great...
My name is Jabin and I live in the suburbs of Salt Lake City, Utah. I’ve grown up with a very conservative Mormon background. It is July of 2000 and I just turned 18 years old. I graduated high school last month. I’ve been accepted into a private university in the fall and I am working part time at a drug store almost a mile from my house. I usually have to walk to work because I don’t have...
SPEED FREAK, by RimPig ¨ 2003 I’m not a bad guy; Maybe a little wild. Okay... a lot wild. I’m a real speed freak! No! Not the kind of speed that you snort or shoot in your veins! The kind you get in a real hot car or on a really hot motorcycle! Anything that goes fast, I love it! Even as a little kid. Used to ride my bike down the steepest and most dangerous hills I could find. Some people...
Jason woke up the on the living room sofa. The aromas of bacon and fresh brewed coffee made him hungry. "Mom?" he called out sleepily. "What time is it?" "I'm not your mother." a masculine voice replied. "But, it's about six o'clock in the morning." The voice, though unexpected, sounded very familiar. Jason looked towards the kitchen and saw the face of . . . "Officer...
Every one always says this, but... this IS a true story. Several years ago, I moved into a new subdivision and lived alone. The neighbors were friendly and everyone seemed to welcome me. My garage was filled with hobby stuff. My then, current kick was remote control model airplanes and boats. Being a teaching consultant and semi-retired, I spent hours in my "shop" tinkering with things. ...
Surprise Inspection This story is partly true, partly fantasy, it’s up to you to decide which part you want to believe. Let me start off by saying that I’m a 26 year old cub living in Ottawa, Ontario and I have a criminal record. I’m under house arrest for a crime (non-violent) I committed back in 2003 and I can’t leave the house except for work, medical emergencies, and community service...
My company needed me to work at one of our other branches on a 12 month contract. Being 200 miles away from home I needed to find some lodgings. I was a 23 year old guy, open-minded and always thinking about sex. Although I mostly thought of women I had in the past had a few experiences with male friends and enjoyed them. I was always up for sexy fun given the chance. I had viewed four rooms,...
Up to this point I had never been with what most people describe as a bear (hairy, muscular, and maybe some extra padding). I met James at a friend's party, and we had talked and then gotten together afterwards. He was 39, white and a true to form bear. He had told me about what he was into, just some really energetic hard sex and the idea of him pounding my tight ass thrilled me, so I decided to...
Visiting Uncle Mark MGW2 My parents went to Antigua for a week during Spring Break in my senior year of high school. They were pretty controlling and packed me off to my Uncle Mark's while they were gone. Normally, I'd have made a stink about being old enough to stay home alone, but the thought of a week with my hot young uncle changed my mind. He was my mother's "baby" brother, about 31...
I'm not sure exactly how I got into the situation, but here is what I do know. I was at the end of my senior year of high school, and had been asked (told really) to stay after class by my Wellness teacher. He was a former marine, and kept in shape. He always enjoyed competing against us high school boys in feats of speed, endurance and strength. I approached his desk after everyone else had...
People staying in India know how hot it is out here. I am Ryan, 20 yrs old, very skinny, but have a 7" cock, which I was very proud of. I am straight. I had gone to my aunt's house for vacation. My exams had just got over. My aunt had a palatial house with 4 bedrooms. I was given one big bedroom. My uncle was a hunk of a guy. He hardly spoke to anyone and the whole family was sort of afraid of...
JT fucked Kyle's ass hard, lost in the pleasure of the boy’s tight hole pulsing around his throbbing cock. JT's whole body strained. He clenched his teeth. He was so fucking close. “You’re gonna take my load, bitch.” JT's voice was low and guttural, his breathing harsh and ragged. He dug his strong fingers into Kyle's ass, holding him tight while he pumped hard into Kyle's quivering hole. JT...
Inside the cell, on the top bunk, a heart shaped box of pink mints lay on the naked stained mattress. A note next to the box said, “Be my girl”. The guard looked from the note to Kyle’s pretty face. Kyle knew he was in trouble. “Welcome to Purgatory, boy,” the guard said with a smile fit for Hells’ gatekeeper. He slammed the heavy cell door, leaving Kyle to the cruel hands of the twisted God...
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