Arriving home early, a little after 6pm, I headed towards the kitchen to get something to drink. Typically I wouldn't get home until after 10. My consulting business keeps me busy most evenings. However tonight I just needed a break. The business has been going well, almost too well. Hard to keep up, but I can't turn away business. There was no sign of my s...
It was Saturday night. Bobby and Kathy were spending the weekend in Houston. Rick and I had never been to a gay bar, and we'd decided this would be a good time to check a few of them out. We started at Tempest. It was a high-tech place, with a gigantic dance floor and an immense crowd, mostly men, with a few women clustered in tight little knots. The DJ was...
WARNING: This fictional (that means "made up") story contains explicit descriptions of sex between a young man and his uncle and is based on nothing but pure imagination. It includes descriptions of unsafe sexual practices which the author does NOT condone for real-life sexual encounters. The author realizes this story will not appeal to all readers. If the...
Tommy was running, trying to get away from Bobby Jones. "Come back here!" he heard him shout as he rounded the corner to the village hall where a party was in full swing. It was where Tommy had just been before bumping into Bobby and knocking his drink all over him. It was a welcome party for fresh American troops who had just arrived to join the war. Ameri...
I guess I felt a little funny the next day. The nighttime skinny-dipping and my surrender to gay sex ran through my mind and into my dreams all night. I was still pondering it all in the morning. Mike was the first man I had ever had sex with. His was the first cock I had put in my mouth. I found myself wondering just what this meant about me. Was I gay, or...
A sequel to "Concentration and Muscle Control." If you read my previous piece, you'll already know that my use of the gym is closely linked to my sexuality, my love of hard masculine muscular bodies. Following the closure of the first gym I had used and where I had learned so much about training, about myself and what triggered my attraction to sex with m...
CHAPTER ONE: The Prank "He's going to be so mad," Emden pointed out as they quietly moved down the hallway towards the bedroom door at the far end. Jove rolled his eyes. Emden was always so worried about consequences. He was always the sensible one. Jove wished his partner in crime would lighten up and enjoy the moment otherwise this wasn't going to be nea...
A new series, following the life of Joe, a young man in London, whose ex has just left him. If only he knew what would happen when there is a knock at his door. ***** 'Take it. I don't care.' 'You bought it for me. So d'you want it?' 'I said no.' Joe pushed away with trembling palms on the doorframe of his bedroom. Leaving "that man" do to what he wanted...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. **Author's Note: This is a flash story. ***** Glen Webster stepped into the hot shower and tried hard not to cry. The hot water felt good as it coursed down his back. He remembered the events of the day and did allow himself some tears as he developed...
Luke what happened?? I know we haven't talked in sometime but I did think about you and what we did. We haven't talked in sometime, actually since our last meeting, one that I remember very well. We met in a LGBT site that we both belonged to and traded e-mails and "winks" till I finally got up the nerve to ask if you wanted to get together sometime. You r...