The world was a different place in 1976. There was no Internet, VCRs or DVDs, so the only ways to find adult entertainment were to visit adult bookstores or porn theatres. An adult theatre opened in Albany, New York for a short time, and until it was pretty much forced out of business by the local politicians, it served as a educational facility for many a...
I sat in the hotel dining room where other business men and women were starting their day over run-of-the-mill continental breakfast, USA Today, and mercifully low-volume CNN. Cell phone mumbling surrounded me. The coffee was good however, and I was well into my second cup, trying to clear my head of the alcohol and the bizarre event that had ended only a fe...
INTRODUCTION Dear Reader--If you haven't read the previous Gay Boy Story here are a few paragraphs to introduce our hero. This story dates from an episode that took place about eight months ago. It was just before the Harvey Weinstein scandals broke. ------------ YOU CAN CALL ME DONNIE, most of the guys do. My real name shouldn't interest you. Don't I ha...
From the very first time I did it, I loved jerking off. I did it often, as often as I could. I had some porn that I liked to get me started but I would let my mind wander and think of some of the girls from school or the memory of some porn that I had seen and it set me off. When I was getting ready to cum, I would look down at my dick and watch it shoot all...
"That's because they are not like dogs. If you under stimulate a raptor, it'll hate you. It won't demand affection by giving you loving licks. It's more likely to dive bomb you and scalp you." I explained. It seemed like ever since I got here, it was the only thing I said. "But every time I try to go in the enclosure, he attacks me. He won't let me get clos...
AUTHORS NOTE: This story has been written as part of the IN A SUNBURNED COUNTRY Story Event organised by Chloe Tzang. So, firstly, thank you Chloe for taking the time and effort to organise an Aussie flavoured event. As it supposed to have an Aussie flavour I've used Aussie-English and included a GLOSSARY OF TERMS in the Afterword so if there is something y...
This is a fictional story about a young adult who joins a Master's Swim team full of older men. ****** THE SWIM TEAM, PART VIII - FATHER AND SON Dennis raced up the hill on his bike. He risked a glance down at his watch. 6:10. Shit, he thought. His parents were going to kill him. They had given him one thing to do for the day: be home in time for dinner....
The time was the early 1970s. I was on the verge of turning 20, but was having a rough time of it personally. My mother had caught me in bed with her boyfriend (an experience detailed in my earlier story "Mom's Boyfriend") one evening when I had come home under the influence and had been taken by him. While I had done the same thing with Joe earlier, someho...
Chapter 16: Past, Present, and Future "Robbie this is very sweet, but never, ever do it again." I sighed as I climbed into the passenger side of his pickup. "I don't know what you're talking about Bobby." Rob feigned ignorance as we headed out of the school parking lot. I clutched a large vase that held a dozen orange roses in my lap. The card attached to...
This is the story of a charismatic young man whose boyish appearance gave no hint of the peculiar power he was able to exert over some people. It's also a story of betrayal by a couple and of their being manipulated by a persuasive young man, and involves a degree of humiliation and consensual degradation. *** I had just finished my coffee and was prepa...