*** Author's Note This is my second time writing gay fiction. This is intended as more of a romantic story; it has to do with German boy helping his Korean friend realize he doesn't have to look to girls for love. There's not really any penetration to speak of, but there's a brief handjob near the end. Please leave any comments or constructive criticism,...
John sat at the table, slowly sipping his iced tea and watching people walk by the window. He was waiting, hoping to see if Joe would show up. He wasn't sure if he would show—he hadn't been able to talk to him directly; instead he left a message on his voicemail basically telling him he was in town for a day or so and would like to get together. In high sch...
So I'm a straight guy. I have a girlfriend. I have a job. I do all the normal things you'd expect. I play video games, have nights out with the boys, watch porn, have sex and eat pussy (I'm the best, by the way) but every so often I get weird urges. Really weird urges. You see I get curious about trying things out with guys. Now don't get me wrong, I love m...
This is the story of my first time with another man. It was the summer after the end of our last exams at school, before we set off for university. We had nearly three months off altogether and I and two of my friends, Justin and Ben, decided to go backpacking round south east asia - Laos, Vietnam, Cambodia and Thailand. I guess it was a fairly standard tr...
Pound Cakes Damn, those feet were big. Exiting the downstairs doorway of Telluride Hardware and Feed Emporium, I was absorbed in my thoughts when the hefty honkers ruined my concentration. The Nike Cross-trainers were not new, nor were they rare. Rather, the presumption of the size of the dwellers within them was what captured my attention. While many w...
Corey surveyed his body in Matt's bathroom mirror. He began at the top, with his tousled blonde hair. He played with it to correct, but found the only fitting style to be the first. His eyes fell to his face, blue eyes in a soft expression, pouty red lips he puckered when his gaze fell on them. Then he continued down, to his naked body, a smooth, pale, glist...
Sitting in my English class reading stories from Henry David Thoreau, I kept thinking about plans to runaway from the world that never understood me. I must have been interested with my own mind because I had not heard Mr. Peterson ask me a question. I looked up to see everyone's eyes staring at me. Mr. Peterson was leaning on his desk, crossing his arms whi...
I had no idea what to expect from Badger after that introduction and his demonstration of his immaculate squat technique. I guess lesson 2 was "Throw out your preconceptions, they won't help you here!" He trains 3 times per week and it just somehow became obvious that my life as well as my body was intertwined with his. My training was entwined with his. He...
It was Sunday afternoon, either 3 or 4pm, depending on the clock or the body's experience, daylight savings time having disappeared overnight. Parking in front of the bathhouse turned out to be a more a matter of chance than normal, providing an indication of the number of men visiting it. Entering, it was more crowded than I have ever seen it, without any...
Editor's note: this story contains erotic incest scenes between two adult men. * Whenever mom and dad decided to head up the mountains to gamble in Reno, they usually left my sister with the neighbors and their daughters, and drove me up to my Uncle Jerry's place to stay. It was about 20 miles up the hill from home and on their way, so it was convenient, b...