I never been gay nor had gay fantasies but that all changed my junior year of college. I was living off campus with a friend from my hometown named Jimmy. We rented a duplex that had three bedrooms and two baths. The master bedroom was vacant at this time. During the school year I worked on campus at the library for my spending money. I had worked there the...
I stood behind the boot of the Bentley in the front auto court of the Rivenhall country inn, perched high on the cliff over a horseshoe cove on the sea north of Scarborough, while Felix, the chauffeur, helped Forest DeWitt into the lobby of the inn. When Felix came back, he opened the boot of the car and started handing out the luggage. A valet was there to...
I heard my name being called out from the midst of the teeming horde pressing in on the barriers after customs in New Delhi's Indira Gandhi international airport, and a head and arm waving a sign was bouncing up and down over the tumult. The sign the young man was carrying said "Clifford Jenkins" with "New York" written under it. That was me. But I wasn't be...
Two hours. That's how long I spent on my knees in the room labeled 'Mouth'. Two hours I spent having my throat fucked raw by rough black cocks. A throat that until two hours ago, had been what I assumed, was straight. But there I sat, in a dark room, listening to the foot steps echo down the dark hallway as the four black studs who had just fed me a total of...
It was a class trip during college. Most of us were between 18 and 20 years old at the time and of course we, the boys, were interested in sex, despite most of us not having any, because girls were always playing hard to get. My name is Tom, and I was the only black kid in our class at the time. So basically, everyone in my class was white and all my buddies...
I have been on the senior bi-guys web site for over a year. It has proven fruitful and I have hooked up with a few other senior guys. We've always had fun as I am versatile. I like to fuck & be fucked and I like to blow, as well as get blown. I always like to play around with another naked guy and just feel, explore, and basically cuddle. Messages, passed t...
I just wanted to get fucked. Wow, how about that for an opening line? Especially in a story by a guy about guys - senior, mature, old guys, but all guys. Well, the wife is on the sidelines, but the story is guys. When I typed the first line I thought of an old joke. It's a joke about a young quadriplegic girl, sitting on a dock crying her eyes out. Along c...
This story is pure fiction, all characters are above 18 and consenting. Enjoy some dominant cop and bbc action! ***** It was October and Bryan was wandering down some rarely driven road just outside Denver. He was 22 years old and had enough of regular life. He quit his job, sold just about everything he owned, bought a good backpack, and just started wal...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === At first I was convinced my ex-wife was in the bed with me. It was Sunday morning and I was in that half-dreaming half-dozing state I sometimes end up in when I've slept too long and I really should get up. I'd opened an eye to check the alarm clock a couple of times and, even though it wa...
We live in a university town, my wife and I, and we live in a neighborhood within five blocks of the edge of that university. It's an affluent neighborhood, built on heavily wooded, well-manicured lots on the side of a ridge, with narrow streets running up and down and twisting here and there. Almost like the country, but a wealthy enclave right in the small...