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Where Do I Start? Pt. 02

by MarcusVindictus97 on Nov 20, 2018
Gay Male

So there we sat me in my robe and him in his underwear. He had a sly smile on his face. I looked at him and asked "What?" His sly smile grew bigger. He said "I never would have thought you'd be the cocksucking type." He continued, "You really seemed to be into what just went down." I blushed. He asked "So, we gonna make this a regular thing?" Now it was my...

Sports Massage from Friend's Dad

by SluttyBisexualGuy on Jan 6, 2018
Gay Male

Braden was on his way over to his friend Nathan's house. He had pulled a muscle over the previous weekend during a game of intramural summer soccer at the local university and ever since his lower back had been driving him crazy. He hadn't slept well, and his mobility had gone to shit. Nathan and Braden had grown up together and were longtime friends. Th...

A Boy Who Came In from the Cold Ch. 16

by SadieRose on Apr 3, 2019
Gay Male

A BOY WHO CAME IN FROM THE COLD – CHAPTER 16 © Sadie Rose Bermingham 2006 "Another weekend, another chapter. There is a double warning on this one; it's a very, very sad chapter, although no one actually dies... I'm the not the porn version of J K Rowling just yet! Also there is some non-consensual activity at the heart of this segment. I've tried my best...

Settling a Debt Pt. 01

by vikkihawe000 on Sep 14, 2020
Gay Male

Bryce, Marcus, and Antwan had set up the tab at the bar around their corner from their apartment 4 and a half years ago right after their 21st birthday. The Resting Post was offering a promotion, interest free tabs for five years for all 21 year olds, an insane idea by new owners, a pair of San Francisco techbros trying to "disrupt drinking." Everyone who si...

My Brother-in-Law Channing Duke

by perihelion on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

It started with the telephone call from Corinne at ten on a Sunday morning, morning for me but late afternoon in Baghdad where she was stationed as an army nurse. "Colin, is that you?" "Yeah, Corinne, I'm glad you called. I've been thinking a lot about you the last few days. You know; the twin connection. I figured something must be going on with you this...

Busting Broncos Pt. 03

by rae121452 on Apr 24, 2018
Gay Male

I'd been living with daddy and Uncle Cody for six months. Daddy had almost completely recovered from his accident and was working full days on the ranch again. The three of us had settled into a companionable sexual relationship and it was a rare week that went by that I didn't spend at least one night with both of their big cocks pounding me at each end and...

Habit of A Lifetime Ch. 01

by SadieRose on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

This was a piece of Vampire Fiction that I began as an exercise, in collaboration with Emily Palmer, in 1999. Gradually Rayne Wylde developed a life (or perhaps I should say, an UnLife) of his own. People have asked me how he came to be a Vampire. This is his story. CHAPTER ONE - TURNING THE PAGE RAYNE 21.30: June 26th, 1999 - MANCHESTER It was time.......

Habit of A Lifetime Ch. 03

by SadieRose on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

Friday, 25th June, 1999 - London SIMON “Shambles? Whaddaya mean, a shambles?” Simon Hathaway had to shout in order to be heard above the sound of running water as he showered away the last vestiges of sleep. His young lover, Thom Woodford, had been reading aloud from a selection of newspaper reviews carrying varied accounts of Whipsnade’s Oxford Apollo s...

Death in Girne

by KeithD on Oct 6, 2020
Gay Male

My eyes went to the water of the harbor just below and to the right of where I was sitting on a sultry, glorious evening in the Mediterranean. There, between the bows of two bobbing small yachts, I saw them in the water and smiled to myself—two spent condoms, floating there, like gelatinous jelly fish, on the surface of the slightly oil-slicked water. Had I...

Backstage Romance Ch. 09

by ikhneumon on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

* Jeff * By the time I made it home after retrieving my car from Mom's garage, I must have already been half asleep. The shadowy, nearly-deserted streets rolled by like a dreamscape, broken by occasional startling white flashes when my headlights picked out drifts of snow amid the darkness. It seemed surreal, like something out of a film noir, or possibly s...