Tommyhawk's Fantasies: Rough Men

Gay erotic stories with explicit language. Six stories of rough, rugged men, who believe in taking what they want when they want it, and know how to punish the men in their lives when it's needed.
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A censored excerpt from "Caught in the Act:"
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Jeff was caught in the act! The door to Susie’s bedroom went open with a bang! Jeff yelped from his place in her bed, started to get out of bed, realized he was completely naked, and got back under the covers, held the sheets up over his body like any frightened virgin.
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Looked up at the angry face of Susie’s father hovering over him. “What the h*** do you think you’re doing here?” Mr. Foreman snarled.
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Susie picked that moment to finally come out of the bathroom. She was wearing a skimpy negligee and smelled so deliciously of perfume, her hair done up as carefully as if for a party.
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The seductress disappeared instantly, turned into scared young daddy’s girl. “Daddy!” she shrieked.
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Susie’s father turned his face to her, said coldly, “Susan, you go downstairs and wait with your mother until I and this...young gentleman...are finished with our discussion.”
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Jeff gulped. Susie’s father was a big, gruff hulk of a man. He and his wife had been out to a party and he was wearing a suit and tie, but you could see under it the heavily muscled body that Jeff had seen when calling upon Susie, seeing her father wearing only a thin-strapped t-shirt and those muscled arms like so many melons linked together under his skin. And so Jeff lay there quivering with fear despite the body he had built up for the football team by working out hour upon hour at the weights in the gym. He knew he was outclassed as well as being in the wrong, he had no doubt that Susie’s dad could beat the s*** out of him. And being caught naked in Susie’s bed when they had gone out to a party...he had the right to beat the s*** out of him, too!
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Susie fled like a pink flamingo, thin white legs under the flaring bell of her negligee, out the door. Leaving Jeff alone with her father.
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“All right now, young man, first, what the f*** is your name?”
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“Jeff, sir.” Jeff whimpered out.
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“Jeff. You that football player who’s been sniffing around my little girl these last couple of months?”
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“Yes, sir.”
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“G** d***.” the words weren’t spoken in anger, more in wonderment. “And you finally got into her bed tonight, did you? What is this, the first time or more than that?”
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“First time.” Jeff admitted. “Or was going to be. We didn’t do nothing tonight, sir, honest, we were going to, but you come home before she came out of the bathroom....”
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“Shut up.” that face was right in his. “You little snot-nosed a**-wipe punk, you think you’re going to bang my little baby in her own bed in my own f***ing house!”
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“Uh, no, sir.”
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“So why the f*** are you naked in her bed, huh?” And that burly arm grabbed the sheet Jeff was holding up to his chest, and he yanked. The sheet flew out of Jeff’s hands and off the entire bed. He was left on the bed, exposed from head to toe, totally, completely buck naked!
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“See, you’re f***ing waiting for her, weren’t you?