Spring Break was coming to an end and I decided to return to college a day early to start working on a plan I had hatched involving the rest of the school year. I was living in a dorm and when I got back, it was all but deserted. My roommate that year was a black guy named Cass. He was a great looking guy with a hot body but the withdrawn type. He and I had...
So here I was in the backroom of Tree's sex shop having just cum four times at the hands of my TGirl coach Sarah and the aid of her milking machine being asked what I wanted to do about the four black males standing before me. I had never been less interested in fucking or coming again in my life so I had no reason to stay there I was free to go but that's w...
After graduating from college with an engineering degree, my first job was with a large telecommunications manufacturer that sold phone systems all over the world. I quickly moved up in the company. Even though, just in my mid twenties, I was becoming the "go to" guy, when it came to troubleshooting problems with our systems. Especially those with high profi...
The training regime for the elite wrestlers in my university's wrestling team was known as Coach Hazard's Finishing School. I had worked hard for three years to make this squad team for two reasons: this was the best of the best in wrestling in our regional division and I had the hots for Coach Hazard, who was handsome in a rugged Marine way, was solid muscl...
Tuesday night and I'm finally leaving the office before my head explodes. I really need a beer tonight. As I walk to my car I can't help but think about all that has happened in the last week. I still think of myself as a straight, masculine man, but have come to accept that I do love being with another man, sucking his cock, having him fill my ass with his...
*This is loosely based on a true story told to me by a friend. The names are made up but the account of it is true. * The night was young and Mike was horny. He wanted something, and he knew he wanted a man, but didn't know where to go. So he went over to his friend, Chris's house and asked him if he knew of any place that he could have some man on man fun...
This is my second story, please be a little kind. Since I'm new at this, I would appreciate any and all feedback. Wow, it's a full time job keeping up with emails and social media but I enjoy feedback! Guess you can say I'm a slut for it so freaking email me! Warning, this is male on male erotica. * While I'm thankful to have a job that pays handsomely,...
I work at a local sex shop and I love it. I get the opportunity to see people at their most vulnerable; I get to help people fulfill their fantasies. Some I get to help with their selection. Last week, a young buck came in wearing a hooded sweatshirt, his hands placed snugly in the front pockets. He was nervous, pacing around the store and sweating bullets....
After my first experience in the pleasures a man can give another man, or in my case, not much more than a boy, I wasn't sure just what to think. I lay in bed that night, reviewing the days activities, questioning my sexuality, and indeed, my reasons for allowing it to go so far so fast, even though I had to admit to myself that it was something I had more o...
The young man in the story is 19 years old. This story begins in a bathroom at Washington Park in 1973... .......... Chapter One: Roaming eyes. I was minding my own affairs, just taking a leak in the men's room in the park, when it came to my attention that I had an audience down at the other end of the long through urinal. I glanced over, and saw that...