ARTIE'S AWAKENING Artie Jones had always wondered if he was gay and reluctantly, he finally found out one day. Artie and his best friend Lee were always hanging out together. Lee had already graduated from high school and he was working locally at one of the local stores. On Saturdays they went down to the junior high school tennis courts to play tennis. Ar...
We both had a drink and he had made the usual small talk. It was now up to me to throw in an appropriate leading question. Something about their bodies usually does the trick. This wouldn't be difficult. An attractive dark skinned man, he stood about 6'2" and was lean yet muscular. "So, what's your sport?," I ask nonchalantly. Looking him up and down as if...
I was in the Automotive section of K-Mart, scanning the stack of air filters for the right part number, when I noticed him. He was about thirty-five, dressed in a cowboy hat and boots, with an expensive western shirt and blue jeans. His body was slender but strongly muscled. His eyes were shadowed by his hat brim, but I could see he had a bushy moustache. He...
Danny's Story I guess if I were asked when the turning point of my life was—or at least the initial one—I'd have to say it was when I was sixteen and the Broadway producer, Evan Yellen, called me down from the dance auditions for the musical Finian's Rainbow. The show had a quartet of male dancers, but one got too near the footlights in a rehearsal, fell of...
The days piled on with Lan. I was in my right mind. I kept telling myself that. I texted on and off with Rhonda. There was a smirk and a concern in equal parts in her messages. She offered to meet for drinks, but I had to tell her I was staying away from the bar. "Oh, Lan's on a campaign to get rid of your belly, huh? Good for you, you fat fuck," and I laug...
Author's notes: Thanks to all those who have taken the time to send me feedback, both anonymous and public. I love hearing what people think of my work, good or bad. It's so much better than looking at the voting tally and trying to figure out what I did wrong... I have re-written this piece several times over, trying to get the right mix of dark and light...
Chapter 1: Frank Meats Joel This was my third swing party with my wife, Traci. The monthly event was held on Saturday evenings at a small hotel on Route 9 in Englewood, NJ, close to the Palisades. As usual, it was an attractive suite containing a kitchenette/living room and two bedrooms with a total of four queen-sized beds. My name is Joel and my wife an...
The week crawled by as much as it flew. The days were a blur in slow motion, my mind completely divorced from the classes I was attending. The nights were long and swollen, lying in bed after a long shower and clutching my hard cock until I finally fell to sleep, trying to think of anything but sex. Jennifer was royally pissed I hadn't called her the night...
Here I am standing naked in red 6 inch plastic high heel platform shoes, all dolled up in makeup with red lipstick and sporting a semi-erect cock being held in a fabric cock ring thong that is also holding a penis shaped butt plug in my ass. I am in my Ex's apartment complex in the morning hours with David in an elevator. I feel so vulnerable and so much l...
As Rob woke up, he realized he had the day to himself—his wife had gone to visit their daughter—so he decided to play a round of golf. He called the club and booked a single for ten o'clock before he cooked breakfast, had a shower, and was ready for a relaxing day. After his shower, he was going through his drawer and came across a pair of bikini briefs he'...