Working at the Big Men's Store - Part III
I’d never been in a situation before where I’d had too many big men to play with. In fact, I was always really shy around them. But at this new store, evidently my previous coworker had established a precedent. He must have been a horny chaser who loved to suck cock.

Working at the Big Men's Store - Part II
Pete, the short, very fat owner of Pete’s Larger Than Life Clothing Company, was standing in front of me, his low-rise euro cut briefs barely visible under his large, pale, soft hanging belly. The dark bearded balding Mediterranean bear pulled me face into his belly, pushing my face into its softness. I was groaning without realizing it, and he was too.

Working at the Big Men's Store - Part I
I’d tried avoiding the trap of working at a big men’s clothing store for a long time. It seemed so cliché. I was working retail, but tried my hardest to keep it at the other end of the spectrum, like the Gap or women’s clothing stores. But when I suddenly had to relocate back to Charlotte in order to take care of my parents, I was hard up for a job. Within walking distance of their house was a strip mall, with an independent big man’s clothing store.

My Personal Trainer
The first time that I hired Carlos as a trainer, I hadn’t actually seen him. I’d just gone up to the front desk at my gym, and asked if I could get assigned someone to help me work out. I was, and still am, a big guy. Six foot five, four hundred pounds. I would have been called a bear type, but I was blond and cleanshaven, with only a little bit of chest hair.

The Fat Servant - Part III
The servant was silent as they walked over to me with the suit. I took it out of Trevor’s hand, as I pulled my still-hard cock out of the boy’s ass. Suddenly feeling rather exposed, I pulled the condom off my cock, dropping it on the floor, and held the suit in front of my dangling cock and balls. Trevor, his small tummy and ample cock straining through his suit, walked up to the other side of me, and put his hand on my back.

The Fat Servant - Part II
Okay, I was a little freaked. I wasn’t sure if they were going to tie me up and make me into another ofI didn’t realize what exactly they meant by a serving boy at first. The first few minutes of dinner was silent, until Trevor piped up. "Seriously, I do apologize for Phillip not explaining about our servant," Trevor said, smiling.

The Fat Servant - Part I
I’d always thought that Trevor and Phillip had lived alone in their large house outside of Atlanta. Although I had met them through the local bear club, I’d never really heard much about them. I’d been checking out Phillip a lot from afar at every bar event that I’d seen him at. I liked his tall build, broad shoulders, thick but trimmed black beard. Phillip was a towering man, six foot four, probably about four hundred pounds. He was in his mid forties, but was light skinned and had jet black hair. Trevor, his partner, wasn’t that bad for a smaller guy. He was about the same build as me, only a little shorter.

The Ultimate Chaser
I’ve had experiences with enough chasers over the years to know that all of them have their own reasons for being with big guys. I’ve met some great guys, dated a lot of few of them, too. It’s nice to be found attractive physically as well as mentally. I do kind of get off on being objectified sometimes. But this one chaser… he was something else. Most chasers are a little hesitant about their preference. But not Ben. He is, to me, the ultimate chaser.

The Taxi Driver
I hadn’t realized when I’d taken the job that where I’d be staying was a good fifty miles outside of St. Louis. It wasn’t until I got to the airport, and looked at the big map by the transportation console, that I realized my trip was definitely not over yet. I tried arranging for a lift through work, but they told me they’re reimburse a cab. A cab? It was a good hour, hour and a half drive.

The Photographer
When Clayton heard the premise for the ad campaign that he was supposed to shoot, he almost refused right away on principle. He wasn’t a fan of fat jokes, and this was going to be yet another of those "Oh-my-god-isn’t-it-gross-when-fat-guys-wear-tight-things" photos. It was an ad for beer, and the catchphrase was something like "Some things leave a bad aftertaste", and using fat men in bikinis as an example. What they were leading to was, though, that their competitor’s beers left bad aftertastes, but not Carter’s.

Snowbound
The big, chubby star of a popular television show is stranded at his old college during a huge snowstorm. The situation quickly improves when he finds out that he has three fans who want to get to know him well. Very well.

The Office Voyeur - Part IV
I watched the young man pumping his cock as he turned to look at me. It wasn’t really a look designed to allure me. I was trying to figure out what exactly he could be meaning by that look. His hand was quickly working his cock, and my own cock, still a little exhausted from his father plowing me earlier, moved in my pants.

The Office Voyeur - Part III
When we met up outside the restaurant, he barely looked at me – he kept glancing down at his feet. We’d both shown up early, so we had to wait for a table to be free. We talked a little bit about each other’s work, he was an accountant, and I told him about my programming skills. At first, I was worried about making him uncomfortable. But the silence got so penetrating that I had to do something bold – as he sat down to wait for a table, I decided the best course of action was to sit right next to him. My thigh touched his. He turned to me, a little surprised. I let my hand lie right next to him, my fingers lightly touching him.

The Office Voyeur - Part II
I knew that I had to meet this Daddybear guy. But how? I searched all over the Internet that night for his profile, no luck. This guy was hard to find. He definitely was gay, but maybe he wasn’t out of the closet. And I had the bad luck of not quite looking like the guys in his magazine – I was on the hairier side, and stocky. I did know where he lived, though, which was something. So my plan, which I formulated while jerking off in the office bathroom, thinking of his hot bod (and his super big son too) was to start going to the grocery store right below his condo. I figured, well, odds are that he’ll be there after work some time.

The Office Voyeur - Part I
I didn’t realize that one of the perks of working late in my office building would be the late-night shows that the condos across the street would offer. There was the skinny guy with the wide-screen plasma tv that was constantly watching gay porn. A strange woman who was always doing her nails and talking on the phone. An eccentric old guy who never moved from his computer desk. There was quite a group of characters living across from my office downtown, and it was fun to keep tabs on them.

The Big Escort
It all started with house-sitting. This wasn’t any old kind of house-sitting, however. This was my boss’s place on the top floor a luxury condominium tower. Really, if you thought about it, the guy didn’t need a house-sitter. The penthouse had a maid service, and he could have hired pet-sitters for the cats. But really, the guy was just being nice to me. I was in my mid-twenties and still getting used to the life in the city.

Bored in Nevada
Leaning against the wooden fence separating our properties was a young, tall, very heavy man. He was wearing a cartoon t-shirt and sweatshorts. He was blond, with absolutely no facial hair, and, considering the climate, a remarkably pale complexion with rosy cheeks. His huge calves were completely smooth, and his thighs stretched his shorts. His large, round belly hung down below his t-shirt, hiding any signs of his package.  I waited for him to say hello. He didn’t.

The Object of My Obsession
He started working with me about a year ago. I remember the first time I saw him setting up his computer as his desk on the other side of the room. There were about sixty people in the room, but I had a good line of sight towards this guy. He was hard to miss.

Gay For Pay
Ricky’s first crush, ever, was on a large professional wrestler named Murder Mahone. Find out what happens when, twenty years later, Ricky gets the chance to act on his fantasies - for a price!

Straight Big Men... Part III
For some reason, the hottest big men often seem to be found on public transit. How many of us have stared longingly, week after week, at the big guy who rides the same line we do? Find out about one chaser who bit the bullet and acted on his impulses, and got to live out his belly-worshipping fantasies!

Straight Big Men... Part II
In this installment of true stories about chasers who get the straight men of their dreams, we look at what happens when a comic book store guy is seduced and taken home, and the peculiarities of their gay sex drives, all in hot, steamy details!

Straight Big Men... Part I
For many chasers, it seems as if all the hot, big men they see around the city are the unattainable. The hot big guy at the mall? With his wife. The burly biker on his Harley? Has a playboy tattoo. The attractive young shy big guy at Target? Has a What Would Jesus Do keychain. Here is the first in a series of true chaser stories about having what you thought you couldn’t get!

King of Hearts
Stakes are high as a huge high roller bets it all on a one night stand in Las Vegas

A Matter of Taste
A Food critic gets a taste of the good life, but it's not the life he expected.

ManMaid
When you need a real man to tidy up around the house you need ManMaid.

Ivan
Ivan, a recent Russian immigrant, finds more than just a job in this land of opportunity called the United States of America.

Heavy Duty
A tale of steamy sex on the high seas. As this sailor puts it, "Don't ask. Don't tell. Just do!"

Hay Fever
Family fevers run hot, as two cousins get reunited.

Hand Delivered
Little Timmy Gets more than just his stocking stuffed by merry 'ol Saint Nick

Hardhat Hard-ons
Working up a sweat while cruising construction sites

Gut Busted
Breaking' the law in this trooper's county, you'll be doing hard time his way!

MotorWerks
A big, burly mechanic gets a young hunk's motor running, while taking his pickup truck in for repair.