My vertical ash wood dresser in the Victorian window. It is not easy to find a gay plumber, but they do exist. I flipped through the yellow pages and fanned my blushing face. I just wanted the odds of it. They were good. With twenty-six local plumbers listed. I called Eric. "Do you know any gay plumbers?" I said. "What is going on?" Eric said. "Nothing g...
The locker room was always the most difficult part of practice—yet it always excited me. And watching Nico was always especially difficult. Oftentimes I couldn't even bear to watch him undress for fear that I would pop a boner right in the middle of the room. He was my age, eighteen, tall and lean and chiseled, with his Italian skin nice and tanned from the...
All people in story are 18+ and while based on true events is fiction. I guess I will start at the beginning. It was the start of the school year and I was feeling great slimmed down from over the summer and my Instagram was well known around the school. I was somewhat popular but not so much so that I was a basic heartless person just enough that I had...
At this moment, Mike shakes like a corned rattler and, his hysterical conscious screams in his skull: I will get through this. You will get one more chance to be a great artist. Cool sweat pools above Mike's ass. His mind buzzes like the dim light over the dumpster. Beige spitball bugs swarm it in figure eights. His leg burns as 'fight or flight' blood poo...
No one had expected a blizzard that night. The forecast called only for light snow, no big deal in my hometown, so everyone continued with their planned activities. I'd gone over to my friend Jerry's house. Jerry and I room together at the state university, but we still spend a lot of time together when we return to our hometown during college breaks. Jerr...
It never happened because gang bangs these days are too dangerous. But it happened in a made-up world. One in which I was a twenty-four-year-old heart throb and a political martyr. I had an envelope of forty-five men: seventy-five-year-old plusses, on my passenger seat. The sun burned down on it as I drove to the tattoo parlor. The day before, with handmade...
PRELUDE Roy was buried balls deep in Cody's tight asshole. Cody was flattened on the exercise mat face down as Roy drove his nearly eight inch cock deep into the bowels of his client. Cody's ass moved under Roy but Roy's strength and drive kept Cody pinned under him. Roy's powerful buttocks clenched and unclenched as he pummeled Cody's ass. Roy's thick cock...
I was on my way to visit my grandmother's house in Florida. I live in New York city so I knew the drive was going to be long and hard. Driving such a long distance by myself was kind of a scary thought at first, but being the adventurous person I am, I went for it. 9hrs down the I-95 I reached North Carolina and decided that I would find a place to eat and s...
Sean's Ride I always wanted to see Abe Lincoln's bloody pillow. I loved trains. I found this Silver for Younger website. An 85-year-old retiree decided to fly down to Savannah and ride back with me. I paced the blue carpet watching incoming jets through the glass. Greg wore a bright pink shirt and a red hat. I greeted him. He was with Chris, his friend, a b...
It is said that bisexuality doubles one's chances of being laid on any given night. Of course, the joke only works if the subject is "out," and I certainly was not, even at age 19. High school...not always the best time to let your friends know that you fantasize about both genders. I first started fantasizing about other guys during junior year, but I tho...