John and Jeff

Moonlight in the Bahamas Beautiful Eleuthera The day started hot and humid. No clouds, and the sky was a pale blue color. Jeff and I sat on the dive platform of the boat we had chartered to go scuba diving. This was a long overdue vacation to Eleuthera, in the Bahamas. One of our favorite spots to visit. We’d been coming here for years, mainly because the diving was so beautiful and relaxing. Underwater. Jeff on the right. “Go ahead, babe. You go first. I’ll be right behind,” I said. Jeff checked his mask and slipped smoothly into the water and gave a thumbs up and began his descent. I followed him and began my dive, too. The depth was an easy 40’ with no current and unlimited visibility. This was to be an anchor dive so we decided to stay relatively close to the boat. Pink sand beach! The reef was majestic, rising maybe 25’, with small tunnels filled with all kinds of colorful fish. We descended to the bottom, kneeling in the sand and just taking in

Beach Blanket   Beautiful day! The sun was above the horizon, bright and warm, as we pulled into the parking lot. Only a few cars were parked, meaning the beach was still virtually deserted. Just the way we liked it. Monday’s were always the best day to come to the beach because it was always void of visitors and it looked like today was going to be the same. This was our favorite beach, the one  I’ve written about in previous stories (see The Beach, Summer 2019). The beauty of the beach and flora, combined with the thrill of unknown adventures (you know what I mean) made this a fun place to visit. Jeff jumped out of the car and grabbed as much of our gear as he could carry. We always brought too much as far as I was concerned but Jeff loved being comfortable and prepared. “Hey babe, what if we get hungry or thirsty or it rains or we get stranded?” he asked. He was such a worrier but always prepared. Probably part of the reason I loved him so much. So, we brought towel

Joe, Marc and Larry Joe the pool boy! (Dear horny readers, this story was a challenge by Marcus, to me, to see if I could write a story related to a video he found and loved. I agreed to the challenge and this story is the result. It is a totally fictional account using real people. In no way do I mean to imply that Marc or Larry would ever fuck their pool boy (😈). Marc has given me the green light to publish this and it passed the boner test, so without further ado, I present my story. Pull out your you know what and enjoy....Jeff and I have, a couple times already!). To read more about my good friends, visit:  https://brosgonerogue.blogspot.com/ Joe slowly pulled his truck into the driveway of his last client of the day. Friday was his favorite day of the week and this particular client was the one he looked forward to the most. Ever since his chance encounter with the owner, Marc Holmes, a couple years ago. Every Friday when he arrived, his heart would start to pound and