Donnies. The name had a reputation to it. A gay bar in an industrial part of town with a dark side. Having been on the fringes of the gay community I had heard the name but had not had the courage to visit. A few drinks with an old friend changed that. The old friend wasn't gay. We meet occasionally to catch up, talk politics, sports, life . . . the usual...
This is a gay erotic story involving homosexual male characters and explicit sexual acts. It is fantasy, not reality. You have been warned! Stepping into the bar for the first time is a bit daunting, but with your ID in hand, and the knowledge that you are, in fact, legally allowed to be here, you find yourself forking over the five bucks to get in eagerly e...
This is a true story from the Bournemouth gay sauna-bar at its old location, when it had a dedicated playroom. Locals will know what I mean. The sauna-bar was huge. Half of it consisted of showers, saunas, hot-tubs and the like. Separated by a bar in the middle, the other half was a dark labyrinth of rooms. Some were private, some had mirrored windows and s...
Chad sat alone at the end of the bar – as usual – on the early Friday evening. The bar hadn't started getting crowded yet; the crowds started in after 8 and many would be there for a few hours, before moving along to the next bar down the road. It was typical. Boyd's Bar usually started around 8, with the video screens showing all sorts of obscure and unique...
"Shit, the way this snow is falling, I'm not getting my rocks off tonight." "Steady as she goes, Chuck. Lucky for us there are bars close to the ship. Let's try this one." Naval Petty Officer Three Ryan Stevens pushed open the door of the bar and ushered Naval Petty Officer Two Chuck Adams into a dimly lit bar, filled with smoke and with muted and fuzzy Co...
My First bisexual encounter happened just like this... I was working late at my job and some of my co workers decided that they were going to go out afterwards and invited me to go along with them. I knew that they were gay and they all knew I was straight. However we all had worked with each other many years and respected each others preferences. So after...
My junior year in college, I went for a study abroad program in Australia. This was a big step for me. I was a naïve farm boy from rural Pennsylvania. I had never been on an airplane before. My mom is afraid of heights; my dad is afraid of water. That combination meant that any family vacations were limited to short jaunts in the car. My social development...
"And a ten-inch cock." "You're shitting us now," Oliver said. "Yes, I'm shitting you," Porter answered. "But, really, I would want him to have a nice cock on him." "Well, high on my list is that he has to be willing to take out the trash without being asked to," Adrian interjected. "And put the toilet seat down too?" someone asked. They all laughed. "No...
Fantasy Biker I get a kick out of cruising on my bike. Almost every weekend I'm riding the roads all around town. I usually ride alone, but at the end of my ride, I stop at a bar on the edge of town and have a brew or two before heading home. The place has its' regulars, but it's not a biker bar by any means. I shot a few games of pool with a couple of the...
I hadn't made up my mind whether I wanted to fuck or be fucked that night, so I lost out altogether—or so it seemed at the time. There hadn't been much pickings in Bill's, a hole-in-the wall gay pick-up bar tucked away in an alley off Maunganui Road in the Mount Maunganui district leading up from the cruise ship wharf to Mount Maunganui. When I'd first stum...