Sunday morning had come. I was in my element. At last Marty kept his promise to join me for a weekend of bliss. Marty? Well to cut a long story short I met him on the Utopia page online. We got chatting how you do about lots of things - but mainly our homosexuality and how that had been for each of us since we realised we were in this mainly heterosexual wo...
I was 24 years old when I got out of the military and enrolled in college back in the mid 1970s. As a married man with one child, I felt I needed to get my education to get ahead in the world. After a couple of weeks on the campus of a large southwestern university, I discovered something that would change my behavior for the next four years . . . glory hole...
Hey All, continuing my series based on my early 20's... Thought I'd get it all written out before I hit my 30's. ;) Most of the chronicles I'll be releasing are based on real-life experience as I explored my sexual urges with other men. Again, feedback on writing is enjoyed! I love some constructive criticism. ***** Craigslist Chronicles: Mr. G What can I...
• PART 1: LARS • "Mmm, good morning, babe," I turned around and gave my boyfriend a kiss. Aaron had finally found the guts to ask his dad if he could spend the night at my place and he had agreed. My parents, of course, had nothing against it. So there we both lay in my twin-sized bed, naked, with our arms around each other. "Morning," he said with a sm...
For an entire week Jake left me alone at night. My plan had paid off. He became a gentleman and allowed me to heal since his first night with me. And most importantly, he kept me as his, not allowing anyone else's advances. I slept well, though still anxious of the day when he's had enough and tries to enter me again. I decided to prepare myself well for the...
I spent the next few days debating with myself. I did it once. Did I have to do it again? Maybe I can forget about. Call it a mistake. Everybody makes mistakes, why not me. I found myself sitting in the living room with my parents. They were watching a comedy on TV, McHale's Navy. I was there but paying no attention to it. I kept getting up and walking aro...
Part 5: Home Again You're supposed to be able to find forgetfulness in a bottle. And I tried. I succeeded, too, but only temporarily. Drinking and zoning out in front of the TV worked okay until the late night news program came on and they started to discuss sexual harassment on the job, with a special focus on the "under-recognized problem of male victims....
Part One Paul stopped me outside our high school gyn after last class. We were both seniors and skipped last class. He said, “You’re pretty good with a basketball. I was wondering if you’d like to stop by our church gym and shoot a few hoops after school.” I hesitated. “Jim, I mean Reverend Jim, most always plays with us. You’ll like him,” said Paul, “...
I hadn't heard from Tom since the night he made me his bitch. I felt used, like a high school girl who gave it up to her prom date and doesn't hear from him again. I didn't expect flowers, but at least he could call. This affair with Tom was only beginning. He wasn't my first, but he definitely was the best so far. I had been laid a few times with a guy I m...
This is a fantasy of mine. Yes, I know it may seem strange to some people, but for those who are into such things I hope it'll be a turn-on. It involves male-on-male, group sex, and forced sex. If you're not a fan of those things, please don't continue reading this story. It's not meant to be a great work of prose, just a fantasy. As a healthy young man I a...