Part 3: Can't Fight This Feeling: Jason's perspective When I told myself John Roberts was going to be trouble for me, I had no idea how right I'd be. I found out fairly early on after he started working in my office that my assumption about his marital status because of the absence of a ring was wrong. And - a couple months after he started in the office -...
In 1999, I was an 18 year old high school senior. My greatest frustration in life was that I was still a virgin. Attractiveness wasn't the issue. I had light blue eyes and a mop of skater-style blond hair crowning a face of delicate, almost feminine, features. I had a thin, slightly athletic build. I wasn't athletic in the sense of having developed muscles f...
My drunken Friday night encounter with Greg was my first ever gay sexual experience and I quickly decided it would not be my last. That first quickie was followed by another hour of passion later that night. We went to my room where I enjoyed Fritz's sloppy seconds willingly. I heaved myself at Greg's ass, hammering until I came hard. It must have felt good...
I was so excited. At nineteen, totally gay but still a virgin in all practical respects, I was about to meet the man of my dreams who would change my status. I was going to be fucked! I'd known since an early age that I was different from the other guys I knew. They talked about girls and cunts all the time whereas I could only think about men with gigantic...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Sometimes it takes a little push to help someone become what they always wished they had the guts to be. In this Gay fantasy, Tracey gets that push. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual con...
My mom, dad, and I then spent a few hours relaxing at the beach nude. Occasionally when we would get hot we'd dip into the cool ocean water and then go back to our towel to dry off and restart the process of having our bodies warmed by the sun. My mom made it her job to make sure I had enough sunscreen on my slightly fair skin. Like she had always done whi...
When I was young, I was involved in a folklore group in Pennsylvania. I was very interested in the culture and as I became more proficient in the music and language, I became one of the featured performers, and was becoming recognized throughout the ethnic community. Nick, a man who was about my parents' age and whose daughter was in our ensemble, did a lot...
Wow, seems like forever since I've posted anything. Life was pretty busy and then along came the novel coronavirus and got even crazier. I haven't been able to contact my long-suffering editor, LarryInSeattle -- well before the virus hit. I hope he's well. It took a while to find a replacement. Say hello to HotandHollow. Needless to say, any errors you fin...
[Requested by dmmc] The young black bull was seated on the bench press in the dim light of the after-hours gym, back pressed to the reclining back support, hands gripping the narrow hips of the smaller, older man flexibly draped above him, facing away from him, and pulling the thin, wiry frame of the sub off and on his monster cock. Who would have known, th...
Part 1 I lost all self respect and fell through the cracks of life at a very young age. Is it any wonder that I spent my life fruitlessly looking to fit in, to belong...to be loved? In my later years, I regained a foothold on what it meant to find my self respect and self worth again. Yet the intervening decades were a tormented history that dogged me still...