(A true account of my affair with Danny) © Alex Carr 2010 I had felt for a long time the need to be with another guy so I went for it and started chatting on the gay sites on the web. It wasn't as easy to find someone as I thought. There were many who seemed just to want to talk, exchange pictures and naughty cams on MSN. I almost gave up hope when about th...
A/N: It's been forever since I last posted a story on here. And...this is going to be the last one :-( For my old readers, and new, I am still writing (and still writing for free as I haven't, as of yet, made that jump to pro). See my profile for details on where you can find me, if you're interested. The story below is my latest. I'm sharing with you guys...
I met Stefan when I visited the local college to purchase some t-shirts for a friend's kid who was planning to attend the school. First about me. I'm a 34 white male. In good shape and 5-11 with dark brown hair and a professional look. I don't identify as gay, but I have been with more men than women. And because of my job I am not out. When I entered the...
This is a fictional story involving a fantasy, which needs to be shared with others. I love the idea of exciting people with words and erotic thoughts. If you feel the need to touch yourself while reading this, please do and enjoy it. Know that my thoughts are with you when you release. If you feel like communicating with me, please do, please share your own...
This is a work of fiction. All persons are intended to be age 18 and above. ***** This story starts with a key, as the title suggests. Duh. For some reason the previous owners of the house I'm currently living in had a shed built in the back yard - not one of those flimsy aluminum things you see at every Lowe's or Home Depot but an honest to God stick-bui...
******Everyone in this story is at least 18 years old and is fictional******** ***** Chapter 4: Jason's Friend I woke up to the sounds of pouring rain and wind pounding against my window. I opened my eyes and looked around the room. The lights were still on from last night. The sheets were covering me from the waist down. I was still in my underwear and s...
This is my first submission to this website, so any *constructive criticism is appreciated. Thank you. ~~~~~ Growing up in a very small, close-minded town as a gay teenager was not an easy thing to do. In my high school, there were a little more than 300 people that attended. The school was filled with "hicks", as I referred to them (being the "rebellious...
When our family bought the house, we knew what we were getting into. The place was a bargain but it was old and it needed a lot of renovating. My parents were sure they could make a nice place out of it though. They saw it as an investment. That's why the house was in constant state of reconstruction for the past year. Eventually, my siblings and I got used...
Being a bottom myself, I had never looked at anyone, but tops. My new friend, Shawn, had me feeling some kind of way. It was weird, because he was also a bottom, but there was something about him that turned me on. He wasn't real masculine, nor did he ever come onto me. Shawn was definitely not someone that I would look twice at. I mean, he's cute, but not...
Who sat on a doughnut? Who sat on a doughnut Who put it there Right there -on the chair, raspberry jam all over you know where So sticky, its everywhere, on my jeans, my shirt It's here and there, even in my hair. And yes, on my Derry -air I am a raspberry jam red -alert Who sat on a doughnut Who put it there Who's the practical joker, d...