Sex in the Sky

Jamie and Dillon start again.

“What the hell is going on here?” Dillon”s voice cut through the stillness of the room, distracting Ash and giving Jamie the advantage he needed. Jamie raised his knee and planted it right where Ash least wanted to be hit. He clutched his nuts, and down he went.

Dillon crossed the room in an instant and hauled Ash to his feet. He had his fist cocked and ready to put Ash”s lights out when Jamie hollered, “Don”t do it, Dillon. He”s drunk. I wouldn”t have kneed him if he hadn”t been trying to . . . well, you know.”

Bran confronts a man with a knife.

In the forty seconds it took for Nate to get from the bedroom to the kitchen, he died a thousand times expecting to find the love of his life lying dead in a pool of blood. He raced down the stairs and rounded the corner, expecting to see Brandon. Instead, he saw a trail of blood leading from the kitchen to the mudroom. He snagged the cordless phone from the counter and dialed as he ran.

He found Brandon leaning against the door jam, clutching his bloody right shoulder. Only when he got closer did he see the handle of the knife sticking out of Brandon”s skin.

Bran makes some time alone with Nate.

Before he met Nate, Brandon always thought gay marriages were for other guys, not him. He didn”t care that the state didn”t recognize them. As far as he was concerned, God made a marriage, not city hall. No, the reason he didn”t take most gay marriages seriously was because half the gay couples he knew cheated on each other whenever the notion struck. To be fair, he knew of several monogamous gay relationships, he just never thought he”d have one. Even before he knew about Jeff”s propensity for sticking his dick in anything with blond hair and twenty-thousand dollars worth of dental-work, Brandon never even thought about dragging him in front of the family preacher. With Nate, it was different.

City boy finds love in the country.

Dale Vaden stepped out the front door, onto the porch. The overhanging roof shaded him from the gentle rays of the afternoon sun. It was a beautiful, spring day. The temperatures had been hovering in the mid-sixties for the past week. He stretched his back, groaning as his spine popped and realigned. Clearing a house of 40 years accumulation of living was not easy.

He walked down the three concrete steps at the place where porch and house joined. Stepping to the left, he seated himself on the edge of the porch. He tilted his face to the sun, reveling in the soft heat and light that bathed his skin, and turned the sightless vision behind his closed lids, a rich, radiant red. A lazy breeze touched him now and then. It sent a shiver through him, reminding him of a lover’s caress, a lover who was gone after four years. Four years in which Dale had surrendered his heart and believed he’d found his life’s partner. How could he have known that Tony didn’t feel the same?

Mike and Joe make some decisions.

I yawned and scratched my chest as I shuffled into the bathroom. Joe was standing in front of the double sinks, blow-drying his hair. I leaned across the counter and pulled the plug.

“I thought you were going to wait for me?” I asked him.

“I thought you were going to get you ass out of bed sooner.”

“Oh, do not even go there!” I stuck my tongue out him, but he grinned and grabbed for the plug. I held it away from him, but since he had a good grip on the dryer, he just reeled it, and me, in.

Reversals and reunion.

In the dimly lit passenger cabin, Rick fidgeted in his seat. It seemed to him, that the flight home was taking forever.

“Settle down, babe. It won’t be long now.” Dale reprimanded lightly.

Rick sighed, “I know, it’s just that…”

“You’re horny?” Dale suggested with smile. He laid his hand on Rick’s thigh and slid it slowly inward and upward.

“Jeez, Dale!” Rick tensed under his hand, sitting rigidly upright, “If you don’t stop that I’m going to… ohhh damn,” he groaned softly. Rick’s eyes closed, his breaths shortening as Dale lightly, but firmly massaged his rapidly filling cock. “Oh fuck, oh yeah,” he whispered. Rick strove to keep still, but his buttocks tightened, his hips pushing up, grinding his erection into the welcome friction Dale provided.

This time it’s three at once in the classroom.

“Author’s Note: This story contains both oral and anal gay sex. Enjoy! =)”

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When Cory came back the next afternoon, he wasn’t as surprised this time to find Sam there too… it did surprise him a little that both Sam and Mr. Peterson were both just sitting there waiting for him. But he was welcomed with a warm smile from his teacher, who immediately stood and gently kissed Cory’s lips. By the time he pulled away, Sam was on his knees, only about two feet away from Cory.

Control of the lesser.

“Note from the author:

First, I want to thank all of the people who have sent such kind e-mails to me telling me how much they are enjoying my work so far. Since this is the first time I’ve tried my hand at writing, except for papers when I was in school and they don’t count, its very reassuring to know that people actually do like it. Thanks again for all the support!

Second, I would like to thank Mary and Angel again. Their advice and help have been most illuminating

Lastly, I just wanted to make clear that some of the views expressed in this work do not necessarily mirror my own. You’ll see why I had to make that distinction after you read this chapter, lol. Please, no e-mails with threats of burning in hell:)

Strait guy is turned out by an experienced man.

His eyes were wide with terror and now a new feeling was coming over him… a feeling of excitement. The man was now pulling the full length out of him. Moments ago, he had been stuffed and stretched and filled with so much cock he thought his insides would burst. But they didn’t, and as the man held his massive cock in place, Jamie could feel his ass stretch to accommodate the intruder. Pain slowly turned to an odd pleasure.

He yelped uncontrollably when the man made the first painful thrust. The bastard didn’t hold back either. He slammed his crotch right into Jamie’s rear, his rock hard dick forcing its way inside. Now after what seemed like hours, but was really only a few minutes, he was pulling out slowly. Inch by glorious inch, Jamie could feel the cock being guided out of his ass.

One soul loving for the first, and another for the last time.

My best friend and next-door neighbor has been the best thing that ever happened to me. His name is Nathan and we got along great, from the moment we first met. I valued his friendship more than anything in the world. He and his family taught me what it is to love and receive love from others. I seemed to be a burden, an unwanted houseguest to my parents. If it hadn’t been for Nathan and his family, I would probably be a very unhappy man, unable and unwilling to let anyone in and because of that, lonely. I would never do anything to jeopardize that friendship, but I almost destroyed it. I didn’t set out to, but it almost happened anyway.