The heat from the dance floor, the tightly packed bodies all bumpin' and twisting to the bass beat were a guarantee that everyone there was sweating, but I felt like I was sweating more than anyone else. The music faded as the crowd began chanting, counting backwards...8...7...6...We both had stopped dancing and were pushed even closer together by the crowd,...
I heard the door open and he walked in. I did not look over at him but when I heard it close I said, "Lock the door." I had prepared for him, had been waiting for him and he was right on time. I was glad he hadn't chickened out because I wanted, no I needed, what he had for me. He and I had exchanged a flurry of e-mails that had now resulted in this meetin...
We are sitting in the living room. I'm on the couch; you're in the recliner. We're drinking, because drinking is what we need to do if we're really going to do this tonight. Are we really going to do this tonight? After several drinks we decide to get out Twister. It's a kid's game, but we're both drunk enough that we're feeling pretty playful. We put the...
My name is Brett King. When I was six year old my Dad started me on a routine of doing push-ups every morning and every evening before I went to bed. By the time I was in high school, I had been working out at the local gym and my pecs had filled out and my shoulders were wide. My arms had some awesome veins showing along my biceps. I was really proud of my...
Attending an all-male catholic college in central Minnesota meant spending a lot of time around men. And for a sexually confused 20 year old junior who had 2 encounters with his roommates of late, it was becoming more and more difficult to deny that I was bisexual at best, but even leaning gay. One night while studying I was getting tired and felt a late-n...
Jamie said it was high time I made a life for myself instead of being cooped up in the same old, same old job and environment -like living in a miserable tiny bachelor flat, paying the earth for rent and working myself to the bone with Sainsbury's supermarket store as a warehouse assistant. "It is okay for you," I told him, "you earn a good salary and live...
This is my second try at writing a full short story. The story is based on my fantasies and on me, a trans gay guy in his 40s, 5'7, 150 lbs, short dark/graying hair. Muscular, hairy, but trimmed around the crotch. Five years of hormones has given me a 2 inch clit always hungry for a blowjob. * * * He woke up from his afternoon nap with a hungry ass. With...
Connor swung the stall door, the clang bouncing off the walls of the male bathroom, and plopped down on the toilet. He hunched forward and let his head drop to his hands. English period was a massive bore. He had asked the teacher to go to the bathroom, just so he could refresh his brain for a while. If he had to hear Mrs. Davis ramble on about some 18th-cen...
***All characters are 18 years or older*** Have you ever been in your room, either sitting down or lying down on your bed, bored out of your mind and horny as hell? I guess we all have been there. I surely did and still do. I am 18 years old; I am a full-time student; I don't work any part-time jobs and most of the time I stay at home either playing or doin...
"Ohmygod I'm so sorry!" Tucker said, almost shouting, "I don't know why..." Bud cut him off: "Don't be sorry. It was great." Tucker and Bud By RalphyNJ [This story is fiction and includes depictions of unsafe sexual practices. Such practices would be reckless in real life, and the author cautions strongly against them.] ========== When Tucker floated u...