A couple of years ago I wrote a couple of stories for Literotica and told about my first and only gay encounter when I was 19 year old guy. I never had another until my wife passed away 18 months ago. My life changed and so did my wanting for gay sex. I was on a project and in Anchorage, Alaska and started out marching in the Gay pride parade. I started vi...
Billy was in a real strange mood. Something was brewing inside and he wasn't quite sure what. His wife was getting on his nerves with all her nagging and whining. Why just last week he had bought her a new washing machine. What else did she want from him? He thought about downing a bottle of hard liquor, but decided that wasn't what he was hankering for. H...
The first part of this story is true. The ending is purely my fantasy. The names have been changed to protect the indecent. ;) ***** It was a hot Saturday in August. My old college roommate, Cam, had invited me over to his house to visit. In the years since we graduated we had continued to stay close, playing golf, going to movies, or just hanging out talk...
August was hot... in more ways than one. Let me give you a little background: I was 20, stuck living with my parents, and hadn't been laid in months. The summer heat flooded into my room as I disinterestedly played with my phone. Dusk was fading to night as I lied stomach down on my bed I could feel my dick throbbing, and the all too familiar sensation of my...
It has been a few weeks since my last sexual experience, school was going fine and living with Brian was going great. I was enjoying exploring my attraction to men. I had read about the bathhouse scene in gay magazines that Brian had let me read. I was thinking a lot about the stories I read about bathhouses. My curiosity for the bathhouse scene was growing...
My nephew Rick was starting to check into a university he wanted to attend. He called me and asked if he could spend the weekend at my place. This school he was interested in was in the city where I lived. Rick arrived that Friday evening and got settled in. We went to dinner and then watched a movie afterwards. Rick said he was somewhat tired halfway into t...
After playing poker with a few of the my friends one Thursday night, I drove back home to Canterbury at around midnight. I usually picked up any hitch-hikers and took them as far I could on my normal route home. There were mostly young men begging a ride and there was no anxiety about violence done in private in those days. Because of the regularity of my...
Introduction: Hello this is Chapter I of a series named only "Kyle & Brock". It's about an 18 year old Boy named Kyle, he's about 6'2" and 200lbs; he has brown, curly hair and brown eyes, he's very muscular with a tanned body and a 7" uncut cock. Kyle has a fetish for being dominated, tied up, humiliated and public/exhibitionist sex. Brock is a 37 year old...
I heard the knock at my door, and I was afraid. Terrified. I knew who it was, who it had to be. It was Greg. Greg was my parent's neighbor, had been my neighbor when I lived with them. I hadn't seen him in years until last week. I'd left town for college and stayed away for work. It was only recently that I moved back after a new job opportunity brought me b...
Dean and John were hanging out in John's dorm room snorting coke. How they ended up there John could not say but he was glad to be with dean. Dean was part of the little drug culture in town where John worked in a deli for his uncle. He had a girlfriend and he was definitely considered cool by most he hung out with. Part of it may have just been his easy goi...