"I don't like this." I coughed on my French fry and stared at Erica. "What are you talking about?" "It's pretty obvious he's using you, Joe. The guy is horny and can't get any, and instead of resorting to his right hand, he's using you as his personal Fleshlight. That's not right." After Russ' not-altogether-unwelcome intrusion into my room seeking anothe...
I arrived around opening, with maybe a half dozen men in front of me. A somewhat typical number I had thought, even if today was actually a holiday. After paying and entering the locker area (which has been expanded recently), the number of men was incredible - making me completely re-evaluate my earlier assumptions about the number of visitors. As so often...
Eric must have enjoyed the polishing job we'd done on the trunk of his Tempest, because when I'd finished shooting off into him, he said, "Well, Peter, if you'll get this beautiful body off mine and stop entertaining the neighbors, perhaps we should go in and shower." "I want to fuck again. I want you to fuck me," I said, without moving. "That's not out of...
The blazing sun was relentless even though it wasn't quite noon, and as Curt Randall took off his cap to wipe the sweat off of his brow it was like he could hear the rays sizzling on his damp crew cut. Without the cap his skull would be as deeply reddish brown as much of his upper torso was. The shirt he was wearing, or rather the tattered remains of what o...
I felt right about it I really did. It had taken a long time and a lot of self examining to admit that indeed I had homosexual tendencies. But it took my now, live -in partner Bob, to make me feel comfortable about bonding with another male. It was almost as though he could read my mind better than I could, but he was trained in social studies which I guess...
I I stared at the computer screen. The answers just weren't coming. Normally, number crunching and pattern recognition was my specialty, but right now, I felt like the computer was fighting back against me on purpose. The first phase of the project had gone so well. Scientific journals were reporting the progress with much anticipation. And now, this wall....
I couldn't believe there was such a staggering horde of alcohol in Talis' basement. I couldn't tell how old the booze was, but the stuff had to be at least from the 1920's. So he and I took a few upstairs and laid around in his bedroom, getting plastered on the stuff. His new house was huge, I dare to even say cavernous. He was loaded, so I guess he could ge...
I laid there in my element. At last I had found someone in John who understood me and my loneliness on this planet earth. I was just so terribly shy it held me back from making friends. I thought at first John was taking advantage of my disposition when, what I thought was going to be just a plain and simple friendship, turned out to be much more than that....
Nearly every college fraternity house on the North American continent has one. At some it's a cook or a cleaner or a coed at the college—or a townie slut from across the tracks. In some it's the cougar mother of a frat brother whose family lives in town and who only was rushed by the fraternity because his mother was half-decent looking and put out like a ra...
This is the story of my first time with another man. Enjoy. ***** I wrote down the address and jumped in my jeep. It was late on a December night in Massachusetts. After spending some time in an AOL chat room, I ended up having a lengthy conversation with a guy from a few towns over. He was older at 36 years of age. I, at 21 had been dealing with strong bi...