I pull my car into the parking spot behind the adult bookstore. The clock just hit 1:05 am. My heart is pounding out my chest. I open the door, make absolutely no eye contact with the clerk, and walk straight to the back as fast as I can. As I enter the back room, I notice two booths on opposite sides are occupied. I stand contemplating which side to try f...
As the days followed after my initial encounter with Larry, my desire to be with him again grew stronger and stronger. I felt this inner need to express a kinky side of myself that I hoped he would like. I often enjoyed wearing pantyhose as a way of getting off during my many jack-off sessions. I called him several times after our first time to see if we co...
It just cannot be described how physically obsessed and addicted I am to pure, unprotected, gay adult bookstore sexual bliss! I just can't stop it, nor will I ever! I know this, and I've excepted this. The crazy thing is that I have a life with a girl and a very good and respectable position in the community. BUT OH BOY, if they only knew how rotten and filt...
It was only a matter of time, two days in fact. I couldn't stop thinking about David's cock and I had to see him again. My heart was pounding as I walked to his front door, he opened it before I could knock. I didn't have time to say anything, the door closed and David stroked my bottom and said, "I hope you're here to have a good time because I've thought o...
Kurt and I had been friends ever since I was allowed to walk down the block. We went to the same schools, we spent days and nights together so much that people wondered if we were brothers. We told each other everything as we were growing up, what ever was on our mind. Naturally, the subject of sex came up a lot; first curiosities, then exploits with various...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental. There are scenes of unprotected sex depicted in his story. In all cases it was between the two main characters, who...
For 19 year old Randy Davidson, the intern position at the printing company had begun as something to keep him busy until college resumed in the fall, but after the owner of the firm took a liking to the lad things changed. Maybe it was because George Beck sensed that the young man had similar feelings toward him, despite the fact that at 64 he was more tha...
This was my first gay experience that could be called such. I had mutually wanked off with over boys in the past when learning about sex but never further than that. This happened in 1968 in London. I was eighteen, on my way home from leave in the Royal Navy which I had joined as a boy at 15. Having got to Charing Cross station I saw that I had missed my l...
Randy was going to be late, so he pushed down on the accelerator, increasing his speed to eighty-five as he sped up I-85, north of his hometown of Atlanta. It was Friday evening, and he was supposed to meet his lover Mark at his house at six o'clock, and it was already after six. The gym he had been to was packed that afternoon, and he couldn't rip himself a...
I was staying in a condo, sharing it with a co-worker during the summer of 1996. He had gone golfing and I wanted to work on my tan. I had brought various bathing suits with me, including several thongs. Thongs, especially on males, were not worn on the main beach, so I put on a gray thong and pulled on a pair of shorts over them. Taking my beach towel and a...