Submitted by storyman last February 10th 2007, 07:02 AM

Tim and Steve were driving along a beautiful winding road that curved along the coast of Northern California. They were buddies who were in San Francisco to attend a trade show, then after the show was over they were taking a few days to drive down the coastline to see the scenery and visit a friend. It was a sunny, mild day, and Steve suggested that they rent a convertible to better enjoy the drive along the coastline. The ocean was a stunning dark green color and the breeze was blowing mildly

Submitted by storyman last February 10th 2007, 07:02 AM

I was kind of nervous just starting college and moving away from home. I have never been to a big city like Chicago before and was kind of scared. I was living on campus and had two roommates that were as fresh as me. There was Bob, he was from a small town just like me and we kind of connected right away. Bob was really talkative and easy going for a little fish in a big bowl. On the other had there was Kyle, he was from Chicago and kind of a rough guy. Kyle was big and burly looking w

Submitted by storyman last February 10th 2007, 07:02 AM

I would have to have been blind not to notice that
personnel had hired a new mail boy. The kid was incredible:
I say kid, but he was in his early twenties. Since turning
forty, everyone under thirty seems like a kid. Anyway. The
kid was hot. I wanted to get a closer look but couldn’t
decide how to approach him. Vice Presidents don’t
traditionally make small talk with mail boys.

Submitted by storyman last February 10th 2007, 07:02 AM

I never was able to understand why so many people were telling me to join up with USOnline. Speaking with people over a computer? What's that about?, I wondered. But a lot of people that I knew were doing it and they were telling me how its a goodway to meet people, especially if you want to meet some groovy people to have a good time with, and you can't stand the bar scene. Man, I hate the bars. Same old faces. Same old worn out queens. What I needed in my life was some sweet youn g meat that I

Submitted by storyman last January 24th 2007, 02:01 AM

Kicked back in the barracks, stuck on night duty. At nineteen years old, 5'8", trim, nice muscles, I'd get horny at the drop of a hat. But here I was in Germany, courtesy of Uncle Sam. Eleven o'clock at night, with my feet up on a desk, piled high with fuck-books. I always new I enjoyed watching attractive guys, but didn't know anything about gay sex- really.


Boy was I naive. I guess you join the Army to see and learn new things.


Working my way t

Submitted by storyman last January 24th 2007, 02:01 AM

I had only been at the state penitentiary for two days when the men began to circle like vultures. Even though I was the victim of being in the wrong place at the wrong time, I felt like my life was over, now this. It wasn’t like I'd never messed around before but that had been my decision. Now with these big black horny guys gathering around it seemed my options were getting slim. I am 5' 11" tall and weigh 170lbs. Yet I knew that I was no match for some of these men. These were hardened men

Submitted by storyman last January 24th 2007, 02:01 AM

On Saturday's Robert loved to shop for groceries, that's because he knows that Ron will be working. Ron is the young "do all" boy at the store, he packs bags, helps people load their cars and more. Every week the flirting between Robert and Ron gets a little hotter. Last Saturday when Ron was packing bags, he had a noticeable bulge in his pants. Robert quickly seized the chance to rub against the young manhood. Ron said "we will see how brave you are when I help bring your groceries to your car.

Submitted by storyman last January 24th 2007, 02:01 AM

"You don't mind working out at my place tonight, do you," asked Frank? "No, that's no problem," Denny replied, "as long as I get my reps in, I really don't care where I do it!" "Good," Frank said, "then let's get to it!" Both men were serious weight lifters who spent much more time and energy working out than the average ever "joe" would, and it wouldn't be unusual for either of them to spend four hours a night lifting and pulling the iron plates that gave them the heavily muscled appearance the

Submitted by storyman last January 24th 2007, 02:01 AM

When I was in college, I "discovered" my sexual orientation, as if I didn't know that I liked guys, and despite being a "good" Catholic boy. One summer, home from college, I was cantoring for Masses at my church when a new priest arrived. His name was Father Paul, and from the minute I saw him, I had the hots for him. He was a young, good looking blond, and in black clerical garb, he became even hotter: his black pants showed his ass to perfection.

The first weekend I saw him, I

Submitted by storyman last January 24th 2007, 02:01 AM

Rod knocked on the front door of the large split level suburban home, and after several moments the door swung open and a fortyish blonde woman ushered him inside and asked, I hope you didn’t have any trouble finding us, we’re kinda out in the boonies!!! No problem, Rod answered while giving the place a quick once over and removing his coat, you’re directions were perfect!!! As she led him down a long hall to a door that led to the basement she said softly, I want you to really give it to