4 The Famous Jack Houdini Act In the morning, it was heaven waking up with Jack still in my arms. Black hair hid his face while I watched—no—while I stared at him. It was closer to lunchtime, really. Birds chirping, the sun cascaded in creating humid warmth under the covers where our bare skin touched. The hardness of his male body draped over mine did a n...
"What the hell do you mean, 'your turn'?" I asked Joe as I quickly dismount his body and move away from the bed. Something about the thought of him just expecting me to return the favor really turned me off. I reach for my pants. "I just thought, because, I did you, maybe you could I don't know, do me?" Joe exclaims as he eagerly sits on the edge of the be...
I woke up the next day and headed on to work. The image of Black Daaa, I mean, Terrence's dick sliding in and out of my mouth still haunted my memory. More disturbing was the fact I was getting an erection from it. I mean, I wasn't gay, not that Terrence cared, but after the past two visits I was definitely questioning it. Worked dragged on mainly because I...
Same as before, over 18, safe sex implied but not explicit. Would love constructive feedback in the comments. A word on the reluctance/non-consent ideas – it's not treated as part of the positive sexual escapades (which are consensual, if only due to circumstances and pragmatism) so if you're actually looking for sexy non-consent themes this isn't the plac...
It was a calculated risk Tim and I had to undertake if we were ever going to break free from Mr. Hansen's iron grip over our lives. My parent's now knew the truth of my sexuality, and Tim had had a talk with his folks. His mom and dad were far more understanding than mine. In fact, I still smile when I recall what his mother had said when he outed himsel...
*** Nate's Evil Exploits is the tale of a sex-crazed bisexual sociopath whose job (and passion) is sexually exploiting people during corporate downsizing. *** Nate skipped checking in at Mala Suerte and caught an Uber back to his apartment. The driver took one look at his face and didn't try to start a conversation. He spent the short journey staring out...
Note: This story has been previously published on the Nifty Archives. * * * * * To bow. To worship. To breed. These are the notes of his symphony, his soul's hunger. His eyes dart from body to body, evaluating, finding nothing of either sustenance or substance. In his emptiness, I sense his desperation for my religion. He seeks a fane with an altar of...
Over the next week, a simmering tension grew between the two friends. There was no denying that they could not shake what had passed between them. With every attempted block on the court, every press of ankle to calf, chest to shoulder, hand to hand, both David and Riley knew, though separately, that they wanted something more than just basketball. But neith...
Ray and Andy were best friends and had been so since grade school. If you had seen a photograph of them when they were nineteen or twenty you would be looking at two of the cutest, hottest twinks you ever saw. When they went out dancing all heads would be turned in their direction and men would compete to take them home. But the years had passed and after m...
**at all relevant times all parties involved were 18 or older** This is a true story, written to the best of my recollection. * So my first time with a guy happened around 10 years ago. At that time, my friends (who were all about the same age) and I were into a specific kind of music. One of my friends started bringing this other guy around, we will cal...