It had been years since I had fooled around with another guy. With only a couple of experiences under my belt, neither of which are much to talk about, and a new ex-girlfriend, I decided I should go exploring, again, into the world of men. So I sat down at the computer one night, horned out of my mind, and logged into a gay chat room that had local guys. By...
Before the month of February was out, Tristan got the phone call he had been expecting almost impatiently. Jude spoke in a terse demanding tone. But it was good news for Tristan. "She's seen the pictures from our Valentine night tryst. She wants you to get your queer man buns over here ASAP so she can watch as I fuck you silly between them." He hung up befor...
I pulled away from the kiss and said the only words I could think at the moment: "Love me, Bryson. Please." "I will, baby. I already do. Just not here. Our first time is not going to be in the cramped cab of my pickup truck." Bryson panted. My head cleared and I looked around. He was right. It wasn't exactly a romantic locale. I moved over into my seat and...
I have no sense of direction. Thomas once joked that I could get turned around driving down a dead end street with no turnoffs. But even I know that once you realize you're going the wrong way, you need to retrace your steps back to where you were really sure you were on the right track. It's not that simple with relationships. What if the problems between...
Author's Note: Obviously this is listed as a incest/taboo genre story however, it is also very much a nonconsent/reluctance story and a gay male story so if those things aren't your thing then please take note. Oh and please take the chance to leave feedback, comments, votes and suggestions because there are further chapters of this story planned. * I neve...
So I'm a straight guy. I have a girlfriend. I have a job. I do all the normal things you'd expect. I play video games, have nights out with the boys, watch porn, have sex and eat pussy (I'm the best, by the way) but every so often I get weird urges. Really weird urges. You see I get curious about trying things out with guys. Now don't get me wrong, I love m...
I woke up to a blow job. Brett was curled between my thighs groaning quietly around my half hard. I was tender. I pulled his head up and said, "Sorry, I need some rest...I'm a little tender..." He groaned again and I felt his massive erection on my hip when he settled next to me. I had to piss. I said so and got up. I looked at my phone it was 544. When I...
A talkative Duke is a strange thing. It's a bit like watching a toddler take its first steps. You're happy to see it happen, nervous as all hell, and above all ready to see it run. Patience never was a virtue of mine. Some things must be learned the hard way I suppose. His emotional stability and social being was born anew; well, with me anyway. He was stil...
Finally curiosity got the better of me. I had heard of the men's bathhouse but this was a time before the internet. The bath house was truly the mystical of the places of unknowns. As it turns out, in a post internet world even with all these stories available the little known world of the bath house still lives on. It was a Tuesday night in the dead of win...
I sat, looking longingly out of my apartment window with a fresh tear in my eye. My boyfriend of one year, Clint, had dumped me a week ago and it still stung. While it's true we had drifted apart over the past couple of months, it still came as a shock. I had pretty much stayed in bed all week, too distraught to attend class or even go to the gym for yoga le...