I was always secretly fascinated with men. I am a man, so you could say there should be no surprises to be had, but of course everyone is different. We all have a penis and testicles. We all masturbate, and when we do, we produce something that goes by the glorious colloquial name of spunk. Technically semen. But spunk is dirtier. Naughtier. Semen is for imp...
Several times a year, I travel on business to different parts of the country. As a guy in my early fifties, married with adult kids, etc., I look forward to getting away for some "me" time where I can explore my bi-side. Ever since I was a kid I have always been curious about the male body fueled in part by being one of six siblings of all boys. I've had my...
I settled onto the massage getting ready to relax for the next hour as I was to receive a deep tissue massage. I had been working out a lot recently after a bad break up, trying to get back into my old shape so was very sore. While I normally get a massage from one of a couple of attractive girls at the local salon in my town I had changed it up a bit this t...
Steven and Jennifer had just returned from their honeymoon. They were a cute couple - high school sweethearts - who were innocent to so many ways of the world. It took them six months of dating until they even kissed. Their honeymoon was the first time they both had sex. So innocent in so many ways. But this story isn't about them as a couple; it's about Ste...
Weeks had now passed since my first encounter with another man. That first time with Bob had stirred so many emotional and sexual feelings within my 18 year old mind. On one hand I felt this overwhelming sense of guilt. I believe this guilt stemmed from my self identity as a straight man who strived to meet the societal norms of a straight man. As society no...
A/N: probably should have put an author's note on the last one to give the heads up that this is a story - so there'll be exposition and development, and not always a tonne of sex: for example, this chapter has NO SEX :-) If you're here for a one-shot, love you, but this won't work between us. BTW if you have constructive thoughts on the plot I'd love it i...
This wasn't the typical 'motel,' but a 'motor hotel,' and our room was on the third floor, and its easterly windows faced a large pasture; we had not pulled the drapes closed and morning sun filled the room and slanted across the bed -- and across me, still safely in the arms of my dear uncle, my face buried in his fuzzy chest. The raking rays brightly picke...
My godson and I were returning to Laredo after a weekend in Nuevo Leon, Mexico. Cheap booze, cheap steaks, probably the best part of my weekend was when I hired a senorita to show Devin a good time! You see, Devin, had just turned 18 and had been accepted in the University of Texas so he wanted to party with his favorite gay "uncle" one last time before sc...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** After my divorce, I had several sexual encounters that led me to try experimenting with things I would previously never have considered. This story is about the third guy I experimented with one-on-one. The first time I went to Dave's apartment, I spent most of the evening...
Connor swung the stall door, the clang bouncing off the walls of the male bathroom, and plopped down on the toilet. He hunched forward and let his head drop to his hands. English period was a massive bore. He had asked the teacher to go to the bathroom, just so he could refresh his brain for a while. If he had to hear Mrs. Davis ramble on about some 18th-cen...