I was nineteen; it was summer. I met him on this crazy Saturday night. My friends were dragging me out to a fight in some abandoned bowling alley out by the pier. That should've been crazy enough but something started to change that night. It was Dave and Pete's idea. We'd been buddies since we were little kids. They were really into boxing, like I'm-gonna-...
I am married and bi-curious. I did not say bisexual because I am not sure if I am. There are times I just detest same sex experiences, but then every now and then, I get this urge, driven partly by the fact that my wife is never really interested in sex. The urge is often like an itch, an itch that goes away once I cum. So I have found a way to maximise my e...
The next day I took off early for lunch again and headed over to the office building wanting to see my friend. My friend... hell I didn't even know his name, and yet, yet I felt close to him. Traffic was surprisingly light and I got there a bit earlier than I had in the past. I considered just sitting in my car and waiting for the normal time I went...
I had been managing to make my way for a while now in a large city. I had Rob to help me along and I had other friends like Dare and Jack as well. But as they say, things get old and you move on. Rob and I split and Dare relocated. Simply put, Jack just got too possessive and he was getting older, so my interest waned. So I was on my own and looking around....
I'm always watching. I watch everyone who comes into the gym where I work out. I watch because you never know might be watching back. He came in late one afternoon on a Saturday. I watched him check in and go to the lockers. He glanced my way and held my gaze a little longer than usual before breaking away and continuing toward the lockers. My heart jumped....
Authors Note: All characters are fictional, and are 18 or older. Tyler Walker brushed his sandy blonde hair away from his eyes. These were the times that he wished he had stayed home. He forced himself to not stare at James Taylor anymore. He closed his locker and hurried off to English. He sat down on his usual seat, wondering what boring thing Mr. Sandle...
When I was about 18, I spent a lot of time with my friend Eric. Eric and I were pretty close, and I would go to his apartment, and we would watch HBO and Showtime porn. One time, it was around 9, and he was flipping the channels, and there was no porn on. We decided to go to the local movie rental store, Video-Stop, and rent a porn. We went into the porn roo...
I felt his fuck inside me at last, something I had wanted for so very long since Mark pacified me after the sad and fatal accident of my partner for a decade, when he was tragically killed in a car crash. Mark was the medic who guided me to Jeff's hospital bed where I was able to see him before he died, I cried the tears of a stream, so taken back by the ex...
Me, trembling. I'd just noticed you watching me at the café in the square. I was sitting where the young men displayed themselves for the tourists, but I was new to this. More curious than anything else. Sure I could handle one of those paunchy, cigar-chewing, middle-aged American tourists—just a surreptitious suck—usually him sucking me—in the alley nearby...
Yes, several times, I have paid for sex. I am not always ready for the gay-bar scene or the peepshow shops and when I want sex, I want it now!! and not maybe-I'll- score-later. In addition to be in control of time, I can ask for what I want. And maybe additionally, I may have a little less of a guilt feeling that serious secretive Bi male-sex tends to create...