I settled down on the stool Adrai had set up. A few feet in front of me, he was pressing buttons on the HoloCom. I squirmed around on my seat. Shit I was nervous. "Is it done yet?" Adrai gave me a long suffering glare for my impatience and stood. "Yeah it's just about there. Now settle down so it can scan you properly." He pressed another button and a...
I don't know how long he'd been sitting there, across from us, in Washington, D.C.'s, Union Station waiting room before I saw him. Denise was off, checking out the shopping concourse because she couldn't sit still for the two-hour wait before we could board the Capitol limited bound on an eighteen-hour, one-night run to Chicago. The senator was pacing an ei...
Part of me expected everything to change once the afterglow faded, once it completely sank in that I'd left my wife at home to come unload my balls into a stranger I'd just met at the gym. I expected guilt, anxiety, or the sudden return of caution and reason. But none of it came. I felt relaxed, satisfied, and connected to this stranger, Dylan, in a way I ha...
Ebisu Hoseida, owner of all of the cotton mills within sight of Musashino Mountain, sighed as he wiggled his hips into the pillows and held his young consort's silken black-haired head in his lap. Toshiro was working vigorously on trying to bring Ebisu's cock alive, but it was slow going. Ebisu cursed his luck. Forty years building his fortune and begetting...
As I drove slowly throughout the business park, my mind swirled with conflicting thoughts. What was I thinking? Was I really going to go through with this? Part of me just wanted to drive away and forget that I ever even seriously considered doing this? It's one thing to think about this type of thing as pure fantasy but something altogether different to do...
His name was Roland and he was from Jamaica. I'm guessing he was about 30. He had deep ochre skin, eyes that were almost black, closely-cropped hair, and was tall, lean and very graceful. At one point in his life he'd been a dancer, but was now a set designer for one of the larger theater companies in Amsterdam. He was just a little bit effeminate, and overt...
I've worked as a carpet fitter for many years. It's interesting work and it pays reasonably well too. There are, sometimes, other perks of the job as well. Some customers, not many, like to flirt and flirting can, and often does, lead to other things. In other words, some customers get turned on when they have a young, fit man, working and sweating on the fl...
Disclaimer: This story and all of the characters and situations are fictional. It contains gay male erotic material. If this is not your forte, please close this page and find something more suiting to your desires. Again, I am pleased to bring my readers another chapter in this continuing saga. And I appeal to you, reminding you that every author on this s...
Author's note: The people depicted in this story are totally figments of my imagination. ***** When James came home from the big telecom equipment show in Vegas, he discovered that he wasn't the only one that had a special same sex friend. While he was away Kelley had been suspicious of his activities in Vegas and decided she could play those games too. Sh...
A recent curiosity about the alternative life style had led me to a local ABS that I had read about and that it had a set of booths that had glory holes. Given my absolute need for discretion I felt that this was the best way for me to experiment with this life style and still keep my straight identity intact. I still can't explain why I went there for the...