Ryan and krieg (m/m exhibition/voyeur)

[Otterman3]

Omg this is the best story I’ve ever read. I’m crushed that it’s over. But I’m damn sure gonna read the spin offs.

 

[Brian S]

Sorry if I get anyone's hopes up with this shameless self-promotion...

If you liked this ongoing story and want more of my work, I would LOVE for you to check out my new patreon! I tried to keep the tiers low, so that more guys could enjoy my work! I would be eternally grateful to anyone who signed up! Thank you so much!

 

[godard]

i would suggest updating your two stories on here and then as your signature at the bottom of each story direct readers to the website containing your story....

 

[fbneros]

Stíl waiting for Ian and Zack fuck! Please!

 

[Brian S]

i would suggest updating your two stories on here and then as your signature at the bottom of each story direct readers to the website containing your story....

OMG, that's brilliant! I legitimately never thought of that. I do plan on keeping them going, but so far my time has been spent getting the patreon up and running. I owe you a hug and a kiss for that idea!

 

[godard]

another idea is to post a story...maybe a piece of something that you are writing and post it on nifty...at the bottom, direct readers to you other work...people do this all the time, particularly amazon authors. also literotica.com

 

[Brian S]

another idea is to post a story...maybe a piece of something that you are writing and post it on nifty...at the bottom, direct readers to you other work...people do this all the time, particularly amazon authors. also literotica.com

Thank you again! I briefly checked out nifty, but didn't look around too much. I've heard of literotica, but haven't visited there yet either. I love these ideas!

I've been posting teasers with a fuckton of hashtags on instagram and twitter. Oddly, my instagram posts get more likes and comments, but it hasn't actually driven traffic to my patreon. I've also posted on my personal pages on truenudists and trueswingers, and of course here. Also a few threads on reddit. I'm not too worried yet, but obviously would like to get more traffic to the patreon. I have a feeling that some guys might be waiting until there are more posts. I'm up to the sixth installment as of a few minutes ago. I know that I would be hesitant to sign up if there were only a small handful of posts. So, I'm keeping on, keeping on! Thank you again for the solid advice!

 

[OlatheVirgin]

The moment we got back to my hotel room, we stripped naked and laid on my bed. We started touching ourselves right away, with no porno playing.

"I feel like we should edge all afternoon." Alex said.

"Sounds good to me." I replied.

We got ourselves hard, watching each other. Complimenting each other. We talked about that tire guy, his ass, his briefs, what we thought his cock looked like. We talked about that boy that walked by with the floppy cock. We made up what they both looked like while jacking off, made up what their cumshots looked like. We agreed on almost every fake detail.

We paused for a while to have a cigarette, pulling on shorts to do so since it was only 2 in the afternoon! After that, we got back to it, jerking on my bed.

"Sooo I've been dyin' to ask you something but I don't know how to ask it." I said.

"Sure, anything." Alex replied.

"Like I said, I don't really know how to ask. So I'm just gonna be kinda blunt."

"Okay. It's fine, what do you wanna know?"

"Are...are you gay?"

Alex chuckled. "No. I'm straight. Well...mostly, anyway. I suppose some people wouldn't classify me as straight."

"Can you...can you talk me through that? Like...describe yourself or whatever?"

"Absolutely. First and foremost, I love doing this. Love jacking off with another guy. My belief is that doesn't make me gay or even bi. I don't want to have sex with guys, I just love this. It's like...bonding, you know?"

"Yeah. I admit after last night, I felt...real close to you? Is that dumb?"

"Not dumb at all. Exactly what I mean. It's a bonding experience, it's the camaraderie of it all. Society tells us we're supposed to be ashamed of masturbation. You know, it's drilled into our heads early on. You're not supposed to freely talk about it, and you're certainly not supposed to enjoy it with another person. But I call bullshit on that, I guess. It's so much fucking fun to beat off together, and we're not harming anyone. And I also feel like just because I can tell if a guy's hot, or wish I could jack it with them, it doesn't change my sexuality. I look at it as if it's art, or a nice sunset - just because I can appreciate those things, doesn't mean I wanna fuck those things."

I laughed, imagining Alex dry humping the Mona Lisa.

"So, what about you? What's your take? Your thoughts?" he asked me. "Talk freely, man."

"Well, I...I got married young. Only been with the one woman. She was cheating on me for about a year and we separated earlier this year."

"Shit man, sorry to hear that."

"I was too at first. But now...I dunno, things have changed with me."

"How so?" Alex asked, taking a short break from jacking.

"Well, first, this guy moved in next door. We share a driveway so just to give you a picture of how close our houses are. He likes being naked and didn't have blinds or nothing up until recently. He has a big dick, and he's uncut. I used to watch him through the window, thinking it was just...scientific or whatever, you know? That I was curious about his dick being so much bigger than mine, and I hadn't seen an uncut one in person either. And I guess that was all true, but...stuff changed. I started feeling turned on by watching him. I'd watch him jack off."

"Did you jack off too?"

"Not at first. But then I started to. It was like he was taunting me...or...not taunting so much as...daring me to watch. No blinds, lights on, near the window, you know? I started doing the same thing at my house, kinda hoping he saw me. Before long, I found myself actually going outside to stand in the driveway to watch him. He started using a dildo on himself. I started going out back onto my deck in the nude. At night only, at first. Then in the mornings too. Sometimes Krieg would be out there nude also, and we'd talk. He had a friend stay with him for some time, and they would jack off together. That's where the idea started to creep in, I guess. Then I got the urge to answer the door nude for the pizza boy. Got a boner in front of him. We've done that same thing 3 times now. And I did it to the FedEx guy, and the room service guy the first night here."

"Here? As in, in this room?"

"Yeah."

"Hot. So it sounds like you're definitely both a voyeur and an exhibitionist."

"I guess so, yeah. Lately I just feel like I can't get enough of showing my dick to other men. And I've been wanting to beat off with someone too. I downloaded grindr, and met up with a guy who turned out to want more from me. Sexually, I mean. And here's the thing. Krieg's buddy hit on me. And I had a friend and coworker over one night and we got drunk and naked, and...I dunno, I think he read too much into it and tried to suck my cock. I guess what I'm saying is, when you told me last night that it's hard to find guys like me, I really identified with that."

"Wow. It sounds like you're about in the same boat I am. It's okay to appreciate a man's body, and his cock. It's okay to think a guy is attractive, but you don't want to have sex. You want...well, this."

"Yeah, man. That's exactly it. I didn't even think I knew that until last night. It all just sorta clicked for me."

"Damn, well I'm glad I could be of service." Alex said, chuckling. We'd already stopped jacking so we threw our shorts on for another smoke. Alex told me he's single but not for lack of trying. He also told me about his longtime buddy who he jacks off with. The buddy is straight and now married, but they just never stopped tugging it together. I found myself thinking that was really awesome.

As we laid down nude in bed again, I started to think how I could make this happen with someone. Patrick, or Krieg. Alex really opened my eyes, because I realized I was thinking of sexuality in terms of black or white. I didn't really think about the grey areas, the tons of possibilities in between gay and straight. I think I was denying myself so much because I held myself back. I was worried about my sexuality, deep down. I couldn't be gay. Not that I care if someone is, it just wasn't right for me. I never thought about the possibility that I could do some of the things, the things I wanted to do, yet still be straight.

I loved being able to tell Alex that I thought his cock was nice. I loved looking at it. I loved him looking at mine, and talking about mine. Telling me it was nice too. There was something about being so open and honest about it...about being...bare, both literally and figuratively...this shared mutual experience. I felt like I found myself!

We tugged off and on for a couple hours, talking and getting to know one another better. When it came time to cum, we timed it so we could shoot together. And we did a good job of it! We were both tugging fast, watching each other, each telling the other one about how close we were. And finally we both said we were going to shoot, and followed that up by actually shooting. We both came on ourselves, together, at the same time. We moaned and grunted, both of us having big shots after edging so long. It was fucking incredible!

Describes me to a tee. I think in the story, Ryan will probably end up having sex with guys, and I look forward to reading that. But for me, where I'm at right now, jacking, massaging, voyeur/exhibition... I feel like I could basically be Ryan, if I was a little luckier.

 

[OlatheVirgin]

Dustin pulled up to Mike and Terri Baker's house yet again. It was just after 3 in the morning, and someone had called in a noise complaint, as per usual.

Terri answered the door in a faded, pink nightie, the straps of which kept sliding down her shoulders, threatening to expose her nipples. The nightie was thin and short; on more than one occasion during that visit, Dustin caught sight of Terri's pussy. Not that he was looking or even into it.

However, as Terri let Dustin inside, Dustin could see Mike slouched on the couch. He was flipping channels quietly, his ass on the very edge of the couch and his feet flat on the floor. Mike's legs were open fairly wide, and he was sporting a pair of tighty whities that were neither tight nor white anymore. They were definitely used and abused briefs, so much so that Dustin got a few looks of Mike's balls peeking out the leg hole.

Mike soon stood up, joining his wife in confusion over the noise complaint. Dustin couldn't tell what brand Mike's underwear was, maybe old Fruit of the Looms. They rested low on his hips, showing the faintest hint of pubic hair, and a tiny bit of his ass in the back - that's how he wore most of his underwear, Dustin knew. They weren't necessarily disgusting, just very old. Some of the elastic was visible on the legs from the material being worn away. The ass had a run, a string of holes over the left ass cheek. The briefs were practically see through as well; worn thin over the years. Being so thin and worn-in, they acted almost as boxers, letting Mike's cock jiggle and bounce as it wanted to. Yet they were still briefs, outlining his cock as well.

Dustin found himself looking, perhaps too long, and he felt his own cock swell in his pants. The couple were quiet, and it didn't seem as though there was anything amiss, so Dustin didn't spend a lot of time there.

Once back in his cruiser, Dustin dug his cock out immediately as he radioed back to headquarters to tell them everything was fine at the Baker residence. He pulled out and began stroking himself as he drove around slowly, thinking about Mike. Dustin edged, as he often did, definitely leaning into the feeling of being an on-duty cop, edging his cock as he drove around in his cop car. He loved that feeling, that naughtiness.

Dustin wanted to go to Ryan's or Patrick's to get fucked, but he knew they were both long in bed. Instead, he continued to cruise around, checking out his familiar haunts - the park, the area where homeless guys were known to sleep, etc. There wasn't much going on, so Dustin drove out to behind that abandoned factory. He put his car into park and shut it off, stepping out into the night. Leaning against his car, Dustin unlaced his boots and pulled them off, along with his socks. His pants came next, followed by his bikini briefs. His undershirt and police button-up were last, and soon Dustin was buck naked in the dark parking lot.

Jacking as he walked, Dustin wandered around, taking in the solitude of the night. It was warm and clear; the moon shined down on him and the concrete. He kept wandering, away from his car - 20 feet, 50 feet, a hundred feet. He relished in the danger of being so far away from his clothes and his car - the pervy cop standing there naked, jacking his cock. He spat in his hand, hearing the squishy noises it made as he beat his cock. He began fondling his balls and touching his taint, standing fairly wide-legged out in the open.

I need to get fucked out here...he thought, as he manipulated his cock aggressively. It wasn't too much longer before Dustin came, allowing himself to moan as loudly as he wanted; nobody was around. He could hear the spurts of cum slapping against the concrete in front of him as he jacked his cock off. Feeling his own chest, he worked the cum from his dick and was soon sated. For the time being.

Dustin chuckled to himself, relishing the whole experience. He soon began his saunter back to his car and his clothes, his hard cock wagging in front of his nude body as it dripped on his shins and feet. Once to his car, Dustin pulled on his blue bikini briefs, followed by his undershirt. Within a few short minutes, he was dressed again, and ready to patrol some more.

As much of a horny bottom as Dustin is, I'm a little surprised he doesn't wear a butt plug under his uniform.

 

[Brian S]

Character Examinations For "The Island"

As a form of promotion, here's my cast list for "The Island"; 12 men - 8 college football players, 2 coaches, and 2 pilots, are marooned on an island. They must learn to survive without the comforts of technology, while also contending with eroding inhibitions and the prospect of life without female companionship. If you liked my writing here, I would love for you to check out patreon.com/storiesbykb Posts are daily, and I just finished Chapter 89. Rates are low, and my current readers are very enamored!

Mark Calvert - Head football coach, mid-30's. Mark is a beefy, brawny type of man with a hairy chest and body. His hair is dark. He's a take-charge type of man, friendly, but always prefers to be in control of a situation. He's fair and level-headed, and unafraid to look at any given situation from a new perspective. Mark is wearing white, Hanes briefs, less out of preferential intention, and more because they're simply no-fuss. His pubic hair is full; dark. His cock is cut, and just a very "manly" dick. It's big without being huge; it's ample and weighty. Mark is a former football player himself, and so his body is reflective of that. He's in shape for sure, but also is in his mid-30's.

Thomas Anderson - Assistant coach, early 30's. Thomas has a very small dick, and that informs who he is and everything he does. He's a man who has based his entire identity around his cock, and he's not enjoying the eroding inhibitions on the island. His body is similar to Mark's; beefy, brawny, and hairy. He is a bit plumper than Mark, a tad more out of shape. He's the kind of cornfed guy where one more donut might send him over the edge into being overweight. He's wearing black, Fruit of the Loom boxerbriefs, but is reluctant to take any of his clothes off. He's doubtful, not confident, and ever the consummate "assistant", never the lead.

Jake - Pilot of the charter plane, early 30's. Jake has brown hair and his body is only moderately hairy. He's in good shape, though not overly buff or anything. He just kind of "is a man". Like Mark, he's level-headed and fair. He has a naturally inquisitive mind, often seeing things about a situation that others gloss over. Jake is wearing white, Jockey briefs. His pubic hair is trimmed slightly, though not overly dense to begin with. His cock is on the short side, but fat as hell. He's been called "beer can dick" more than once in his life. His balls are also large, fat, full, and meaty, though tight to his body. They prop his dick up, so even when soft it angles somewhat outward instead of dangling. His cock doesn't flop when he walks as much as it shifts side to side, rolling over his fat balls.

Parker - Jake's co-pilot, late 20's. Parker and Jake are best friends, and as the story unfolds we realize how much dirty fun they've had with women, while together on charter flights. They've come so close to bisexual activities, but just haven't quite crossed that line. Physically, the men are fairly different. Parker is in shape, but taller and lankier; leaner. His pubic hair is trimmed as well, but his cock is the exact opposite of Jake's. It's uncut, it's long, and it's skinny. His balls are average in size, but low-hangers. Everything about his groin flops and bounces extensively when he walks naked. Parker is wearing red string bikini underwear, because a woman he was supposed to hook up with asked him to. Very goofy, likes to have fun, and is adventurous.

Shane Barton - At 22, Shane is your quintessential, Nebraska-born, All-American football boy. He's shorter, thicker, with a wrestler's build but in terrific shape. Shane is extremely blonde, with nearly white eyebrows. He's the type of blonde whose body is far hairier than you first suspect; it's just so fine that it's hard to see. Shane is a great guy; always helpful and encouraging. He's looked up to by most of the rest of the team. Shane is wearing Hanes, soft cotton boxers in a very light, heathered blue. They're the "comfort soft" kind, with a button on the front. Nice floppage. His pubic hair is extremely lightly colored, and untrimmed. His cock and his balls are nice; they're average and very "expected" of him. His ass, however, is where it's at. He has a ridiculously beautiful bubble butt; large, round, perfectly jiggly. Like the rest of his body, it's hairier than one initially suspects. It's the kind of ass that can only be had by a cornfed, shorter, wrestler's build type of boy. Fat as can be while still being hot as hell.

Brock Thibodeaux - Brock is also 22, and both the mental and physical opposite of Shane. Brock has dark hair, stands at several inches over 6 feet, is lean but toned. He possesses blue eyes and a chiseled jaw line - quite literally could be a male model. He's ridiculously hot. He trims his dark chest and pubic hair. His cock is enormous; over 9 inches, with large balls to match. Physically, he's a beautiful specimen of a man. He's also an insufferable douchebag. Like Thomas, Brock's personality is based around his dick, but for opposing reasons. He's cocky, rash, brash, and often at odds with Shane. He likes to push buttons, and he does it well. Brock is wearing Saxx trunks; orange and white chevron-patterned.

Kyle Mullen - Kyle is 18, and a quintessential twink. He's adorable, petite, boyish. His body is quite smooth, and he has a compact, cute butt. His lips are pouty; his nipples are small and pinkish. Kyle trims his pubic hair low, expertly. His dick is on the smaller end of average; silky and smooth even when erect. He produces insane amounts of precum, and is an expert at sucking dick. Kyle is the only already-gay character, though most of his teammates don't know for sure. They suspect, but he's never officially come out. Kyle's sweet, generous, and kind. He's also nervous and doubtful, worried about how everyone would react if they knew he was gay. Kyle's wearing American Eagle briefs; pink with white waistband and trim.

Xander (Alexander) - Xander is black, and just a year or so older than Kyle. He's on the verge of bisexuality, having had more than a few illicit encounters with Kyle. He's also friendly, though is plagued with self-doubt about his sexuality. He doesn't want to make Kyle keep their trysts a secret, but can't yet allow everyone to know that he may be interested in boys. Xander is wearing silvery-grey Under Armour boxerjocks. His body is fairly smooth, and he does trim his pubic hair a bit. His cock is fairly large, somewhere between 7-8 inches. His balls are hefty. He has a logical, pragmatic streak.

JT - JT is in his early 20's, and is Korean. He's a solid, upstanding kind of guy, often at odds with what society tells him is "acceptable" and what he feels inside. He's also very pragmatic, though that pragmatism sometimes comes in conflict with his inhibitions. He rooms with Zack at the college they all attend, and considers Zack to be his closest friend. JT's body is immaculate; he's smooth and silky, with black hair on his head and trimmed black hair over his cock. His dick is a fairly average cock; cut, and around 6ish inches. His body is so perfectly formed that it rivals Greek statues. He's wearing Hanes boxers, in green and white plaid.

Zack - Zack is in his early 20's as well, and is the only ginger on the island. He too considers JT to be his best friend. Physically, Zack is quite unlike the rest of the football boys, with a much skinnier, spindlier frame. He has red chest hair, a thick treasure trail, and matching pubic hair. His cock is short-ish and tapered; fatter at the base, getting skinnier toward the head. He's a thorough video game/pop culture/comic book nerd, and proud of it. To that end, he's wearing Flash briefs; red with yellow trim and the Flash logo on the pouch. Zack is also introverted and not confident when it comes to girls. He's held himself back due to these doubts, and as such is a complete and utter virgin.

Damian - Damian is 22, and half Venezuelan/half American. His skin is naturally more tan, and he has black or nearly black hair. His chest is hairy but trimmed, and his legs are quite hairy. His cock is perhaps a tad larger than average in size, and uncut. When we join the crew, Damian has suffered a leg injury and so must be assisted by another boy if he's to do anything at all. Damian is in great football-playing shape, and is wearing red Hanes boxerbriefs. He's an open-minded, extremely pragmatic guy. He and Calvin have a bit of history together.

Calvin - 22, with sort of light brown/sandy blonde hair. He's fairly smooth, though does have some body hair. Calvin misses his exploratory days with Damian, which just stopped suddenly one day years prior. He's extremely open-minded, likes to have fun, and is the type of guy who will jump in the deep end rather than dip his toes in first. Calvin's pubic hair is trimmed, and his cock is curved. It has a bend when soft, and only gets more pronounced the harder he gets. His body is fairly typical of "Nebraska football player", though perhaps not as utterly cut as Brock or muscley as Shane. Calvin's wearing white, Calvin Klein boxerbriefs, with two buttons on the fly. The fact that he wears underwear bearing his first name is no accident.

 

[godard]

I am a loyal subscriber...this is an excellent story...worth my two bucks a month...Brian has already oisted over 80 chapters.

 

[william1]

I have just signed up, i miss the likes of this Ryan and Krieg story, it was just so well written, i look forward to some steamy reading !

 

[Brian S]

I am a loyal subscriber...this is an excellent story...worth my two bucks a month...Brian has already oisted over 80 chapters.

Thank you! I'm so glad you like it!

I have just signed up, i miss the likes of this Ryan and Krieg story, it was just so well written, i look forward to some steamy reading !

Thanks to you as well! I think you'll love it!

 

[godard]

This is a most excellent story--if you have some time--read it!

 

[Sailingbear]

Every now and then I will retest this. Good story, gives many paused thoughts.

 

[822034]

too young....would prefer guys older than 'mid thirties'.

 

[Brian S]

too young....would prefer guys older than 'mid thirties'.

Fair enough. I wouldn't disagree either, seeing as how I'm 40 myself. Maybe I'll have to try my hand at a story like that!

 

[commando1463]

Still one of the best stories I’ve ever read.

 

[Braiden]

Ian couldn't wait to get his hands on Zack again, so he didn't. The two were seated side by side on the couch, broadcasting their burgeoning sexuality across the internet. Ian simply reached over and popped open the button to Zack's jeans. Zack smirked, feeling the same sense of urgency. Ian lifted Zack's t-shirt a bit, exposing part of his roomie's abs as he pulled downward on the tab of his zipper. Zack's jeans now standing open, Ian reached inside, caressing Zack's bulge with his left hand. He wasn't incredibly hard yet, but Ian continued to grope, feeling Zack's dick hiding behind the yellow Batman symbol on the front of his briefs. The texture was slightly plastic-y, like vinyl, but beneath it, Zack's cock began to swell.

"Fuck, bro." Zack muttered, pleased beyond belief at Ian's urgency. It was, by a good measure, the quickest either of them had groped the other during a cam show. Once Zack was firm inside his black Batman briefs, he reared his ass up off the couch, and together they took his jeans off. Pulling his shirt off as well, Zack settled back down onto the couch, straining against his black and yellow underwear. It was now his turn to reach for Ian.

With a similar urgency that Ian had displayed, Zack tugged at Ian's jeans, getting them opened as quickly as he could. Ian peeled his shirt off as Zack reached into his pants, grabbing hold of his already-hard cock through his Nightwing briefs. They caressed each other's packages longingly, the sexual tension hanging thick in the air. This went on for some time; long enough that Ian's cock released a few droplets of precum.

For the audience, Zack slid off the couch to kneel between Ian's legs. He reached forward, grabbing Ian's wide-open jeans at the waist, and he began to tug. Ian assisted by standing up, wanting to give their audience a better look anyway. Zack pulled downward, his knuckles sliding down Ian's hairy legs. Once the pants were at Ian's ankles, he lifted one leg at a time as Zack removed them from his body entirely.

From his kneeling position, Zack reached up to grope Ian's hard package, reveling in how fucking hot Ian was in those Nightwing briefs. Truly as a joke, Ian placed his hand on the back of his buddy's head and jutted his hips forward at the same time. He had recalled how Zack had bapped him in the face with his hard cock, and wanted a bit of revenge. He mashed his hard bulge against Zack's face, naturally assuming his buddy would laugh and wriggle to break free. Ian was surprised at Zack's actual reaction. Pleasantly surprised.

Instead of laughing or calling Ian a fucker, or any of it, Zack simply began to kiss. With Ian's hand on the back of his head, Zack reached up with his own hands, placing them on either of Ian's hips, and just kissed Ian's dick and balls through his underwear. Ian was surprised, but certainly didn't break the position - he let Zack do it for as long as Zack was going to do it. He could feel Zack's damp lips against his dick, the thin cotton the only thing preventing mouth-to-cock contact. Zack's probing tongue lapped at Ian's ball bulge, and then dragged upward, up the underside of Ian's shaft. Zack made the briefs a little wetter than they already were. Ian gasped a little as Zack's lips lightly closed around the head of his cock, still through the briefs.

Zack didn't know what he was doing, but he kind of didn't give a shit anymore. He knew Ian was seeking revenge, trying to push his boundaries and his buttons. As such, he had decided to embrace it, to not show Ian that he was afraid of his bulge...because he wasn't. He also figured it would make for good viewing. However, the more he kissed Ian's hard package, the more he found himself enjoying it. He slid his hands into the bottom of Ian's briefs, at the hips. His wrists stuck out from the leg holes, his fingertips out the waistband, his thumbs firmly against Ian's pubic hair. He tasted Ian's wetness, the precum that had leaked into his briefs. Not only did it not bother him, it turned him on.

Zack couldn't recall ever tasting another man's cum before, or precum even. At that point, there was hardly anything to taste, and mostly what he could sense tasted like cotton. Like underwear. Zack didn't stop for some time, letting himself just...go. Ian moaned a bit, only spurring Zack on. Only for Ian, he thought, finally, FINALLY opening the door to the compartment in his mind that held some realizations about himself. He found himself tracing Ian's briefs line with his tongue. He'd started at the hip, sticking his tongue slightly into the leg hole of Ian's Nightwing briefs. He dragged it downward, licking. One side of Zack's tongue tasted Ian's leg, his body hair. The other side glided along the cotton-wrapped elastic as his tongue probed slightly inside of Ian's briefs.

"Fuuuuck." Ian moaned, running his hands through Zack's hair.

At once, Zack sat back. He appeared to Ian to be confused, yet horny. As if he'd done a shameful thing, but didn't care. He couldn't tell by Zack's face how he felt about what he'd just done. However, Zack's cock raged from within his Batman briefs, a sizeable wet spot dousing the front.

OMG. Never been harder or leaked more pre cum. So wet right now!!!!

 

[Brian S]

Just a bit more shameless self-promotion here...

I have finished "The Island" at patreon.com/storiesbykb and I'm on to a new story! Here's how "The Island" breaks down, by the numbers:

Page Count On Microsoft Word: 1,172
Word Count: 498,969

Word Usage:
Briefs: 540
Boxerbriefs: 123
Boxers: 238
Underwear: 590
Cock: 3,393
Dick: 1,825
Ass: 1,910
Cum: 934
Fuck: 3,054

My rates on patreon are pretty low: $2/month gets you the entire story as it unfolds in daily posts. This thing is almost as big as War and Peace! If you like my work here, I would LOVE to see you over at patreon! (Tryna make something out of all this writing. LOL) Thanks!