(Confession) My one and only personal experience of fellatio (guy-on-guy) is so weird that it's hard to believe it ever really happened. It was over twenty years ago (I'm now happily married with two children) while at Plymouth University where I was studying Art and Design. I'd made quite a few friends by the second year and four of us shared a rented hous...
Content/trigger warning: This series contains bullying, homophobic language, and non-consensual sexual acts, but they are integral to the plot and character development so please take them in context. DUSTY I'm sitting half out of the water fully hidden by tall grasses and crap like that, and I'm beating my cock like there's no tomorrow. I'm focusing my wh...
All participants are over 18. ***** I give myself credit: it took some courage to walk into a police station filled with macho, notoriously sexist and homophobic policeman wearing a tattoo on my head that read CUMSLUT in bold red letters. The label wasn’t standing off my face by my choice; rather, an unhappy date on whom I passed out and vomited vindictiv...
In 18- I decided it was time to head west. I was a young man who had spent the last year working in one of the "gentlemen's clubs", basically a whorehouse where men went to fuck other men, in New York City. I had been raised in rural Ohio as a member of an ultra-conservative/separatist religious sect and had no other plans in life than living out my life as...
Chapter Sixteen - "Now What Should I Do?" After watching Joey blow Stephen and Stephen blow Ralph, after watching them cum in one another's mouth, I was as shocked, as much as I was disturbed by the sight of two of my best friends having gay sex. Now what should I do? Should I rat on them? Should I tell the guys that Joey and Stephen just gave one another...
Chapter 5 -- I can be serious -- sometimes. "Mike seems like a nice guy Jamie? Yeah, he is we met a few years ago. Unfortunately, his car caught on fire, I was one of the people that responded. He'd just had some old family photos reframed, they were in the rear of his car when it went up, some small 'BMW' wagon. Luckily, the fire had not spread too far a...
This is a fictional story about a young adult who joins a Master's Swim team full of older men. ***** THE SWIM TEAM, PART I - THE POOL It was summer. Classes at the university had ended only a week ago, and Dennis had finally made it back to his hometown. With no plans for work-he had failed to secure an internship in the city like his father had wanted-...
All characters in this story are above the age of consent. The story and its characters are all fictional. I love hearing your comments so please leave one. I also love to get messages from my readers. I think it was Oscar Wilde who said something like, "expect the unexpected." It was the beginning of the summer between my junior and senior year of col...
A sequel to Beach Trips & Road Head After an hour or so of awkward silence interspersed with glances I couldn't quite read, Chad finally turned on the radio. Sounds of classic rock filled the moving car, making it slightly less awkward. I toyed with my empty Dr Pepper bottle, wishing I had another. I didn't want to stop again, having lost 40 minutes to our...
Okay, so it wasn't exactly what my wife had in mind when she bought me a membership at a local gym for Christmas. At forty, I wasn't exactly out of shape but after a few years of sitting at a desk all day and staring at a computer screen, the muscle tone on my 6'-2" body had pretty much gone to hell. So, in no small part because it was a gift from her, I tru...