- The Mentor
... I have a great mini-bar." "But you didn t-" Doug hesitated. Al got to his feet. "No big deal. Maybe later." Doug stood up and started to adjust his clothes. They were damp and uncomfortable. The room was warm, and on impulse he bent ... - The Midnight Zone: Holiday
... said. "Yes we do. Because it s just cool to be able to stand on your own two feet. To make some money of your own, and to make a future for you re self. Instead of depending on me all the time for everything. I want a man in my life ... - The Minute After
... the room and set one beside a stick of lavender incense on a makeshift altar and set a comfortable chair for David a few feet in front of it. The candle flamed. David gazed. I spoke, slowly, softly, hypnotically, and took him under. ... - The Mirror Doesn't Lie
... He s like a brother to me since I am an only child. Chad stands about six feet even, with brown eyes, athletic built short cut hair and a winning smile. He calls it his politician smile, the kind that would blind you when he smiles while ...
- The Most Beautiful Fucks
... Together we said, "One...two...three...ARGGH--!" One moment we had our feet planted firmly on the wall, the next we were a tangled, sweaty heap on the floor. "Ow..." "You alright, Ty?" "I think I hit my head." I felt Blaine s hand ... - The New Farm Hand
... and saw us through the back window. Next thing I knew, he was pulling me to my feet. He yelled at Jason to get the fuck outta there and not come back. Ever! He ran off but Dad started screaming at me never to try anything like that again. ... - The O'Henry Factor
... to Chicago. We ll need all the strength we can muster to put ourselves on our feet. We can lean on each other We can help each other." "If I had any other alternative," he sobbed, "I would never accept your offer, but I have nowhere to ... - The One That I Want
... of Lance s butt and he lays flat on his back. I lift his legs up and put his feet on my shoulders. I look down at his arse and dive in tongue first, into that hairless, slightly sweaty boy arse. I find his hole in no time and slide my ... - The Only Girl for Me story
... those clothes, below that, his legs lightly dusted with hair down to his bare feet, above that his face, open and friendly, and I said, "Sure, let s go." And my plans for a late night dissolved into so much mist. I killed the light, put ... - The Patriots Tomb
... were seeing, when I bumped into Jeremy. We both screamed and jumped several feet in the air. We took one look at each other and said in unison: "Let s get out of here!" We moved as fast as we could in the thickening fog. "Did you see ... - The Photo
... introduction, and I saw the new boy for the first time. He was probably four feet and eight inches tall. He had a mop of dark brown hair that was naturally messy but in a way that looked good. He was fair-skinned like a dream come true. ... - The Player's Club
... to get back up, but Giovanni easily held him captive as he kicked the boy s feet from under him, causing the weight of his body to fall back on his ass, further causing his asshole to quickly impale itself. Brandon screamed out loud at ... - The Play's The Thing
... night in three hours!" Opening night, ye Gods! I thought as I got to my feet. We should have had today day to rest up for opening night, this final dress rehearsal and the last-minute changes may be the norm for a musical, but for a ... - The Prefect
... me. "And where is your friend?" "I don t know," I say, looking down at my feet. "Well?" he says. "What were you two doing?" I mumble, "Nothing really, Perkins. Just looking around." "Lying too, I hear," says Perkins, enjoying my ... - The Pursuit of Manliness
... one vigorous pull, and standing bare- chested in only his britches and bare feet. Colonel Norman gulped involuntarily as he regarded the sculpted torso of his equal ranking officer. "Indeed they were!" lied Colonel Norman. "Damnably ... - The Retreat
... a few minutes, I knew it wasn t going to work. I sat up, and as soon as my feet hit the wood floor, I nearly jumped from the cold. I found my socks on the small nightstand near the bed, put them on, and gingerly tried the floor again. ... - The Return
... too small swimsuit surfaced like a sail along with his rounded pectorals and feet. Ken stretched his arms on the pool side and let his body rise naturally floating in the now calm water line. "This isn t he ocean but it ll do" Vincent ... - The Road to Ruin
... had stopped him doing the same thing. He took hold of my hand, pulled me to my feet and led me to the bathroom. There he handed me a bath robe and told me to clean myself then either join him in the bedroom or take the books and leave. As ... - The Road Trip
... he was to be the target of an erotic sexual exploit. He was a little over six feet tall with a well-chiseled and toned body. He turned heads not only of the women around him, but many of the men too, especially Henry. He and Henry had ... - The Runaway
... out. Yuh can stay with us. In my son s old bedroom. Just `till you get on your feet. Then yuh can move into a place of yur own. We got a deal?" I admit that I was wary of sleeping in the same house as the gruff old man but his mention of ... - The Runaway Groom
... Come on, Scott. Give. What s going on?" Scott just licked his lips. "Cold feet?" Brian urged him. "Maybe you re not ready to settle down yet? That s understandable. You ask a girl to marry you and all of a sudden, you re on a ... - The Runner
... of my orgasm ripped through me. I pushed into Joey and shoved him off of his feet as the first pulse shot out of my cock into his sweet ass. My knuckles were white as I pulled myself into him, unloading everything that I had. Joey ...
- The Sauna
... senile. "Hope so," he crooned. Both men sauntered over to the sauna about 30 feet away. I d dressed by then and went to the sinks to wash up before hitting the exercise floor. I always seemed to do better when my face and hands were ... - The sauna...a true story.
... his fly open and his hard cock sticking out. A toilet stall was just a few feet from where we were standing and without saying a word I led him in and closed the door. I pulled my cock out and sat down on the toilet seat. Gary stood in ... - The Search
... he put his hands under my arm pits and lifted me straight up so that my feet were actually off the floor. "Obviously, you don t react very fast when given an order! Time for some punishment!" He then put me into a bear hug and squeezed. I ... - The Second Time Around
... side in the sauna. Naked. The sweat pouring off us makes little puddles at our feet. We re both silent for several minutes. Both of us wrestling with our own private demons. Both of us re-living bittersweet memories from the past. I ... - The Seven Day Camping Trip
... what he saw was the most beautiful site ever. He saw a boy who was only five feet tall and very slim. But that s not what had his attention. It was what was between Manuel s legs. What he saw was a five inch uncut perfect piece of boy ... - The Sexy Watchman
... lips. His black, wavy hair blew with the breeze. He was a little short of six feet in height. He looked fit -- I noticed the broad chest. I learnt his name was Nikhil. He said he knew that I had recently moved into the apartment and if ... - The Shack in the Forest
... did a double take. Jeremy Whiting was drop dead gorgeous. He was about six feet tall. He wasn t muscular, but his body was lean and solid. He had soft brown eyes and brown hair. His hair was uncombed but not untidy. It was rather ... - The Show
... ring. He didn t have to do anything else. Everyone else was kneeling, moving feet into place, playing with bait in front of their dogs noses, trying everything they knew to get their dogs to look really good. They all knew that he and ... - The Shower
... to school. His parents had just moved here from Chicago. Dude stood about five feet ten, he had on this gray Girbaud, and burnt orange slacks that hung off his high butt. I d say he s about a 31 or 32 waist although that phat ass makes ... - The Sighting
... sat the entire side tensing then slowly relaxing until his flip flop covered feet stretched out and his cock and balls lay between his thickly defined thighs. Rob felt the moisture flow to the tip of his own hidden penis absorbed by the ... - The Sixth Floor Bathroom
... Spitting on his hand, he lubricated his cock with his own saliva. Planting his feet firmly on the ground, he guided his cock to David s entrance. Then, one hand on David s waist and the other on his shoulder, Gavin kissed him quickly and ... - The Slave and the Indian
... he saw him on the auction block he was impressed with his size - he was over 6 feet tall and heavily muscled. It indicated that he had worked, and could work, real hard. But there was something in his eyes - an anger, a rebelliousness, ... - The Sliding Scale
... wash, pulled on a t-shirt and some shorts over yesterday s boxers, stuck my feet into some sandals and headed off to Kevin s house. Maybe we could play that new video game he got yesterday. Kevin was my best friend; we grew up together, ... - The Song of the River
... my favorite, and pulled off his boots. "I can t stand to wear anything on my feet for very long," he said. "Around here, I always go barefoot. And, sometimes, I can t even stand clothes." "I know what you mean," I said. "Shoes are the ... - The Sound of the Rain
... coat which I pulled over my shoulders. One trip, the woodpile was some fifty feet away from the front door. Making that trip was misery incarnate. How this guy walked three miles in this was a tribute to the human survival instinct. When ... - The Speedo Chronicles
... upon hearing the question and found a stunning stud at the bottom. A mere ten feet below Chris was a majestically muscled blonde, boasting firm washboard abs and rock-hard pecs. Chris looked down in amazement as he checked out the rest ... - The Spirit of James
... from the door as my tongue swept in. I did my best not to step on his bare feet as we seemed to spin in circles as he led me back out of the doorway and then pushed me against the wall by the stairs, his hands working their way under my ... - The Stadium
... I m not gonna beat you up or anything. " Slowly, shakily, you get to your feet. He smiles playfully at you, beckoning lazily with one finger. He s the picture of calm, cool self control, with only the barely visible rise and fall of his ...
- The Steam Room
... myself from surveying his full body, from his curly blonde hair to his bare feet, stopping for a moment at his slowly hardening 8" cock. "By the way, what were you doing with my jock?" I asked. Greg answered without embarrassment that he ... - The Storm
... (16) lying in the mud with his bicycle half on top of him. He scrambled to his feet, kicked his bicycle in temper and then bent to examine a scraped and bloody leg. He had obviously skidded on the wet path, scraped his leg and landed in ... - The Storyteller
... as well be a million miles away. He needed face reality, get real. Why did his feet never touch the ground? Why did he exist in dreams, for dreams? Why did he never learn, as the world remained intent on crushing them all to smithereens? ... - The Street Hustler
... out, walked across to where Craig stood and just stood there, no more than 5 feet away. He took a fresh packet of cigarettes from his pocket, removed the wrapping then put a cigarette in his mouth and lit it, turning towards Craig and ... - The Summer Assistant
... opened onto the porch. Ben spoke up. "There should be a Gazebo just a few feet from the porch." "Yes. There is" replied Jiro. "I like to sit out there and listen to the sounds. Kind of gather my thoughts." Ben walked back inside. ... - The Taste of Ryan
... out from the boy s shorts. His flip flops dangled off his equally smooth feet. The tee shirt kept the secret of body hair hidden from Abrams. He liked smooth men. There was smothing magical if not beautiful about the smooth body, ... - The Tent
... in the shower. I was already hard and I began imagining what was just a few feet away. After a few moments he said, "Hey James, I forgot my shampoo. Can I borrow yours?" My heart jumped! "Sure", I said, "but I already have shampoo in my ... - The Three of Us
... and go as fast and as hard as I can, but... Suddenly you pull me up on my feet and draw me to you in a tight squeeze as our lips and mouths press together. Together we are one. Together we are making it. Our bodies rub against each other ... - The Trading of Sons
... there. The room was lit through the ventilation holes on the sides some eight feet up, from the many torches that blazed around the village for the festival still going on. For now, he simply lay there, alone (for the stepuncle had gone ... - The Trainer
... Now lift your legs straight up - Tony, you be the weights - press down on his feet as he presses up. Spread em a little wider - can t really see the movement that well. There! That s good. "Now, see, you can explain that this exercise ... - The Travelers
... flat rocks where I m sunning naked. My mouth waters as I lick my lips. His feet too are calloused, cause he doesn t like to wear shoes on his nude escapades, even if they require hiking two miles to skinnydipping sites. He climbs trees ... - The Tree
... very aware of another body within the circle of my arms and planted my feet as he sort of squirmed around to get in position. "OK, let s pull together," I said, almost in his ear. We began to get traction and pull. But that old tree ... - The Trial
... yer around, kid." The blonde trailhand, thirty-three year old Texan, five feet eight, weight 145, dark hair, Montana eyes, still drunk from last night; why else would he want me? He saunters out, sunlight breaks through the opening barn ... - The Turkish bubble butt
... and shortly after he came in and went to the shower in another corner, a few feet away from me. I walked over and stood in the shower next to him. "You like my cock," I asked the Turks. He looked at me shocked, but tried to look cool. ... - The Twelve Monkeys
... where if brave you can see the Bay even more intimately and the the thousand feet drop or so, down below, to sea-level "Can I get you anything. Juanita the maid always replenishes the refrigerator, with fresh vegetables and the like." ... - The Unloved Crazy Summer
... was kind of crazy for me, however, I know that crunch of leaves beneath our feet was just thinking time for Alex. We finally reached "The Point." We stood looking out over the lake as the orange moon was reflected in the water. I had to ... - The Usual Fantasy
... My stomach wells up with fear and anxiety, and I start. up. his. steps. My feet make the worst hollow wooden sounds on his porch. Any minute now he ll look out and say "What the fuck do you think you re doing?" But it doesn t happen. I ... - The Vampire
... in a cloud of streaming black ribbons, or strips of cloth. Its arms, legs and feet were bare, white, skin. Darren didn t believe in vampires, did he? What the hell was this then? A vampire? Or just some nut-case running in black ribbons? ...
- The Voyeur
... and stared at John. John turned a bright shade of red, looking down at his feet. "I guess so...it was the most amazing thing I ve ever seen..." He saw the two men slowly walk up to him, smiling. "Why don t you join us then?" Stephen ... - The Voyeur and the Busboy
... brown, a short skullcap of dense, jet black hair.. Very thin, about six feet tall, but with a high, curved, bottom that seemed to thrust out and upward, straining his black pants. Maybe twenty? Certainly no older than that. An oval face ...