Most of my life has been an endless progression of long grey winter days. But there was that one summer. That magnificent summer. That summer on the beach. I had just turned eighteen and graduated from high school, and I had been accepted at a top ivy-league university for the fall term. As a present for getting into such an illustrious institution, my pare...
Joshua and Kyle were relaxing on the couch in their dorm room. In reality it was a futon in couch form but it had taken some fancy footwork to be able to fit it into the small double room. It made it so much more comfortable to relax when they weren't sleeping. Joshua got up and went to the computer to put on a new erotic audio from his favorite thread on li...
A bathhouse steamroom likely remains the easiest place to have group sex with other men ever invented, and entering one often allows a visitor an opportunity to indulge in such addictive pleasures. Sunday afternoons at the local bathhouse can get quite crowded, though arriving at opening time provides some insurance to avoid the crush in the later afternoon....
Stress burned through Aidan's body as he shoved the door of his apartment open, his partner following him through the door before he shoved the door shut, the bang was as violent as the tension burning through him right now. He cursed viciously as he entered the kitchen and yanked the door open, and pulled the carton of beer bottles out of the fridge and put...
Utterly drowning in sensations only possible with another man, cock to cock in the sweaty heat, knowing that like the last couple of times, it had been my greedy cock seeking and finding his in the darkness. Moaning without thought, "fuck yes, sexy cock lover, I love cock, so fucking good, cock fucker" his hand keeping our slickly pressed lengths together. H...
I cracked my eyes open and sighed. I had just woken up from yet another dream about Chris McCray. The entire night I had been in and out of sleep, my dreams dominated by a certain male celebrity. The sun shone in through the window and I looked over at my bedside clock, seeing that it was just before 8. I yawned, still feeling like I could sleep a few more h...
The next day I went over to his place and knocked on the door. After a few seconds, I heard, "It's unlocked!" coming from inside. Going in, I followed what sounded like speakers playing and went into the living room where I saw Tony easing back in his recliner. He was naked, watching something on a huge flat screen TV. Walking closer, I saw it was porn fea...
A time-honored truth among men is that the longer you wait, the better the orgasm. Of course, no normal guy can physically hold out for ten years, but the mind can certainly hold a deep, lustful desire that long – even longer, I imagine. And, when the holding back doesn't have to be any more, it can certainly be worth a decade of waiting. I'd be lying if I...
It's almost eleven o'clock. Where has the day gone? I can't put it off any more. I have to go to Bridge now. I realise with some surprise that I am scared; my stomach is full of ash. I don't hear any laughter today, when I enter my apartment, although there are voices coming from the bathroom. When I open the door I am surprised to find all three of them in...
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