Special thanks to my editor Cam. No matter how well you write, having an editor is invaluable. Disclaimers 1. If you're not supposed to read this due to the laws where you live, hit back and move along. If you read further, that's on you. 2. lf m/m sex isn't your thing, hit back and move along. 3. There may or may not be incest themes in any of my storie...
"What's the matter, kid?" the man driving the truck asked me. "You couldn't take your eyes off of it back in the park bathroom." I couldn't speak and I couldn't move either, unless you count the uncontrollable shaking of my hands. My mind was as paralyzed as the rest of me was, although the way it had been working over the last half hour, that wasn't necess...
The other day Johnny came in to gym. I was at the desk, being a weight room monitor, which is what I do for work - put weights away, clean off machines. Johnny was there to work out. He's my bro. We have a couple classes together and he lifts as much as I do so we're always hanging out. I said something to him about his shoulders because they were looking...
A homoerotic story written by Jason Land PROLOGUE This is a sequel to my first story, which is entitled 'Sebastian -The Male Escort', which gave an account of my education at a private school in Sheldon, New York and how, on leaving school I moved to New York city and through a variety of circumstance, found myself acting as a paid Male Escort, which turn...
In an earlier story, Mom's Boyfriend, I detailed how I got into a relationship with Joe, a man that my mother was dating back when I was 19. Joe was a man's man, but while he had a thing for the ladies, he also had a thing for young men. My mother happened to walk in on us just as Joe was putting that "thing" into me in bed. She went ballistic, and was even...
I'm sorry to say that when my friend tells me he's going to start working out, I laugh at him. "You? Lifting weights with a bunch of meatheads? Don't tell me you're going to start posting shirtless selfies on Instagram and all that." A husky, awkward guy with a big Greek nose and patchy facial hair, my friend rubs the back of his head with a cringe. He has...
"Fuckin' shit. Here, take this. Not a word about the other one," Tom said gruffly, as he shoved the paper bag containing a sealed bottle of vodka over into my lap. In the same motion he was pushing the opened pint bottle under his seat. In the flashing of the blue light bouncing off the dashboard of his Dodge Ram, I could clearly make out the "oh, shit" expr...
Everything started when I met this guy who went by the name of Special-S. We both posted on the same bodybuilding message board. I myself was not huge into body building. I have more of a slender runner's type of body. I did occasionally lift weights though and I liked to check this board to read about supplements and also post in the general off topic discu...
It was my first summer term at university. I'd been biking a lot so my legs and butt were nicely muscled, but I wanted to have an all-round balanced look. I'd resolved to work on my upper body by using the weight sets at the gym, which was only a few minutes' walk from my residence. I'd been doing regular workouts there for the past three weeks, but hadn't r...
Sometimes the simplest of questions require the greatest amount of preparation. "The golden question for this week the same as for last week?" "Yep," my boss answered. We were sitting in the office of the chief of station, the highest-ranking CIA agent in country, in the Nicosia, Cyprus, embassy and, as usual, I was trying to see if I could see anything a...