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...
Heart racing, moaning, shimmering with anticipation, as milk chocolate, beefy-fingered hands glide over creamy white skin. Trembling as they search for and explore curves and crevices, zeroing in on heaving breasts. Groaning as rough-padded fingers rub, and twitch, and pinch tender nipples. Arching chest up from bed before the hovering milk chocolate monolit...
Jordan realized that his shoulders were touching his ears. With effort, he brought them down and, breathing deeply, tilted his head side to side a few times to loosen his muscles. It's just a job interview, he told himself. You've done this a million times before. And yet... Jordan looked nervously around the room. Men stood at tiny tables in groups of t...
It all started by accident; at least that is how Jack liked to think about it. He was just an ordinary straight guy up until then. And then, one day, there he was getting dressed after a shower at his gym when a guy bent over to dry his toes and Jack caught sight of his little pink pucker, nestled in a valley of silky brown hair. The sight of it gave Jack a...
It was only after his second marriage broke up that Craig began to have doubts about himself. Both his first and second wife complained that he was cold and that sex with him was boring. Surely they both couldn't be wrong? To Craig, sex had never been that big a deal. It had never felt as good as he had read and heard that it should and he found that he muc...
"Do you have any objections?" The way Fazil was looking at me, sitting by me on the narrow bunk, with the man giant Axel standing by the cabin door beyond him, I felt he wanted me to say I did have objections. And it did frighten me, but it also excited me. It represented just what attracted me to the older, Zeus-like Turk. He was danger. I said nothing, b...
"What's good for the earth and all that." "I often wondered how that worked," the young man behind the counter of the diner just south of Santa Fe said. He was leaning over the counter, having delivered Andy's breakfast, but not all that anxious to move on. Andy was a real looker. A regular Paul Newman, but with more muscle. And the young man behind the cou...
Danny's session at the wall left him weak kneed, apprehensive, and feeling a little guilty about maybe moving too far too fast. And he suddenly felt exposed and robbed of his privacy. He saw that there was a hook over the peephole, and he hung a bath towel on that that dropped low enough to cover the glory hole as well as the peep hole. He wouldn't keep it t...
My name is Michael Charleston. I am a young black man living in New York City. I attend the state university and currently, I am taking up business administration. It's alright, I guess. The story that I'm about to tell you takes place during Spring Break of 2006. I had decided to hang out with my friends whom I hadn't seen in a long time. I'm referring of...
Chapter 26 - The Aphrodisiacal Properties of Intersectionality and Juxtaposition I greeted Preston with a quick kiss. His mouth wasn't exactly designed for such short-shrift, but I was already running behind, and if I indulged in the kind of kisses his lips demanded, I'd miss our presentation altogether. And, so, small peck it was. Mike and Dr. Collins...