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A Little Tickled

by CoburnAisling on Mar 18, 2020
Gay Male

It's a particularly warm day as Kevin and I lounge on the couch. The sun shines through the window next to the couch, its warmth counteracting the cool breeze of the air conditioning. He's snuggled with a pillow on his chest as he watches a TV show on the projector and drinks from a glass of whiskey and ginger ale. His firm legs are across my lap, and he per...

Blink: Four

by KenjiDeSade on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The following story is a fictional account. The characters are entirely unreal and so are their situations. Thus no direct attention was paid to probability or safety for the characters. Such practices should not transfer over to real life situations. Practice safe, sane and consensual sex. For your own damn good. If you have problems or issues with queer po...

Blink: Three

by KenjiDeSade on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The following story is a fictional account. The characters are entirely unreal and so are their situations. Thus no direct attention was paid to probability or safety for the characters. Such practices should not transfer over to real life situations. Practice safe, sane and consensual sex. For your own damn good. If you have problems or issues with queer po...

Cabin Fever Dreams

by EROTICbearscribe on Jul 15, 2019
Gay Male

I'm not sure if even the National Weather Service was prepared for how much snow would fall that week in February. Their numbers were way off and the Montana valley where The Fox Chase Inn was nestled was crippled by at least four feet of snow. It was the worst winter in ten years, or so the locals said. Not that I cared. I wasn't going anywhere. More bad...

PIXIE Sissy Stripper Ch. 03

by EROTICbearscribe on Jan 6, 2020
Gay Male

Darryl Powers was on his way to one of the two popular nightclubs he owned. His new sissyboi, Benji, was beside him. The boi looked pensive and vulnerable, especially sitting next to Darryl. At 6'5 and a muscled but well-sculpted 230 pounds Darryl dwarfed the, for lack of a better word, 'petite' college boy sitting next to him. Anyone seeing the two pass b...

Needing You

by Cia81 on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

CHAPTER ONE Cason looked out on the sea of dancing people. He could see several people he knew from the scene and a lot of newbies out in the crowd. Strokes wasn't really a fetish bar; it was more of a place for like-minded people to gather and hang out. Still, there was plenty of eye candy, bare skin held in harnesses, mesh shirts, and better yet, nothing...

Between the Bars Pt. 04

by carsonshepherd on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 16 "I'll do the dishes, you go write." I clutched the edge of the table and pretended to swoon. "I've been waiting my whole life to hear those words." Daniel rolled his eyes and snickered, but in a way, it was true. I pretty much gave up on the relationship thing when Neil moved out. Before that, really. Before he ever moved in. Obviously, there...

Consumed Pt. 02

by myoregon on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

WARNING AND NOTICES: This is a work of fiction. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Do not read if you are underage according to the laws in the country, state/province, county, city/town/village or township where you live. Copyright © 2008 Debra Diane; Permission is...

Coming for the Honey Man

by shabbu on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I'd read the item in the "Intelligencer" social section incorrectly. It had been the first time I'd made this mistake, which led to the other mistakes. I made my living by playing the local newspapers on the Internet, figuring out where the rich suburbs were and something about the people living there, and watching for coming wedding announcements and eviden...

Three Strikes Ch. 04

by Mrsgnomie on Sep 12, 2018
Gay Male

I stood outside of the Pediatric Oncology Ward. I felt like the worst person on the planet. I wasn't necessarily dwelling on Friday night or the subsequent Saturday morning—okay, maybe a little—but those kids were fighting for their lives and almost all of them had compromised immune systems. I knew they couldn't catch an STD, and I'd thoroughly showered (t...