Gordy was a pushover. From the moment that Bryan Albertson entered the Wilson apparel and gear tent at the Legg Mason tennis tournament in Washington, D.C., the tennis star knew the cute young twink who was modeling tennis apparel and helping at the ball serve exhibit was his for the asking. This wasn't the first time today that Bryan had seen Gordy. The fi...
Chapter 1: The Beginning Pelaam, August 2007. Wyl trudged wearily through the driving rain. The chill he had been suffering had definitely taken a turn for the worse. He stopped as he coughed harshly, tears springing to his eyes in its aftermath. He panted, feeling cold and sore and light-headed. He really couldn't afford to take time off from the evening...
This is my 2nd submission of my true experiences. My first story is how I experienced my first Contact with men, giving and receiving blowjobs through a gloryhole. Months had passed since my first experience but that first experience had a great effect on me. I started going every Friday night for some quick action before I headed home from the clubs. I al...
I'd seen him several times before, at Gerald's house and at literary do's. Networking, circulating. I'd even spoken to him a couple of times, when we had both been standing about in the same group talking business. He was a nice looking, rather sweet guy. He had always had a certain appeal about him, but I hadn't been looking for appeal then. I had deliberat...
Hi there, My name is Nathan J. Peña but my friends call me Nay. This is the story of my first time with another man and the path to my new life style. I am half Mexican and half German, I have olive colored skin, long brown hair and brown eyes. I am also six foot tall and skinny. It all started when I was 19 years old and living as a straight guy with a ho...
[Requested by dmmc] The young black bull was seated on the bench press in the dim light of the after-hours gym, back pressed to the reclining back support, hands gripping the narrow hips of the smaller, older man flexibly draped above him, facing away from him, and pulling the thin, wiry frame of the sub off and on his monster cock. Who would have known, th...
Chapter 2: The Captain's Tale This is written with thanks to Vikinglass23 who asked for the story of the Captain and First Mate. ©Pelaam, February 2008. * The Mediterranean night air was warm and balmy. The 'Ocean Gypsy' sailed on a calm sea as she headed for her next port, the moon making the ocean a thing of silver and black. Her Captain walked her upp...
It had been a very long week at work preparing to leave town for the conference. At least I was going to a nice resort hotel so I purposely set my flight early enough so that I would get a little pool time before the meetings began. As soon as I checked in, even though it was middle of the afternoon, I dropped my bags in my room and quickly began stripping...
Shifting the camera into his left hand, Lou slapped Chris hard across the face with his right. Lou stormed from the bed's side to the table beside the lone closed window. Chris winced and waited for the stinging burn to fade from his cheek, all the while hearing a paper bag being rifled through hastily. Jim pushed the boy aside like rumpled quilt. The bear p...
Phil was sitting alone on a nudist beach and just about to pack up and head home because the beach was deserted. He had driven over a hundred miles to get to this place and he was very disappointed. Instead of wall to wall cocks and beefy butts all he saw was empty sand and pounding surf. Suddenly, as if out of nowhere, three stocky guys appeared and looked...