Recently a few people here have questioned me about my stories. So that you know these stories are true. They are my life experiences and names are true as well. Here is my first gay experience after I turned 18. This was a time when AIDS had not yet started and being gay was kept hidden. At this time I was very confused as I loved women but also would watch...
It was another rainy Friday night, perfect to end the summer with I thought as I rode back to my apartment in the Uber. I was completely exhausted and kept nodding off in the backseat. My whole body was tender after a week at the beach with my girlfriend. Nothing but sun, booze, and boozy sex all week. I was looking forward to getting home and relaxing in fr...
I landed a prime job in Bangkok about a decade ago. I had to travel back and forth to NYC (where I lived with my wife and kids at the time) - it was for 3 years but worth it because it would advance my career, as it has. So I had been doing this for over a year at the time and got into a good routine - work, gym, group of friends to hang out with, etc... was...
My first problem was what should I wear? I didn’t want anything too outrageous, I didn’t want to scare him off, but at the same time I did want to attract him and show him my feelings for him. In the end I settled for my dark blue mini skirt with pink satin French panties underneath. I had shaved my legs and thought I could get away with a pair of heels as l...
(All participants are 18 or in my case, way older.) I opened my eyes a crack, waking slowly. Dim sunlight showed around the edges of the drapes in my New York hotel room. I felt my 70 plus years in several places of my body from the previous nights activities. Beside me I could feel the warmth emanating from the slim body of the sweet young man in bed with...
I love riding my bike through the city. It's fun, cars are mostly polite and make way for you. You can ignore most of the signs if you like and not get into trouble. Mostly it's fun. Then there's the weather. It makes things decidedly less enjoyable. And that's where I found myself, soaked to the skin, at the stage of cycling apathy where pedaling was a mec...
First I must apologise to any gay men reading this who like their stories with a romantic element. That is not what I am looking for with a man. I am a part-time bisexual. I can go months without thinking about gay sex, but then the urge comes back. The urge to be fucked, that is. The urge to suck a cock and see spunk fly from it. The urge to get naked with...
Jason Curtis always considered himself a good Christian man. He was a staunch Republican who always went to church on Sunday's and followed the bible. He was a stalwart defender of the 'sanctity of marriage', opposing gay marriage and gay rights at every opportunity. He was outraged when gay marriage was approved and supported Kim Davis' actions. He was also...
Authors Note: Elements of this chapter are true - Dan's argument with his GF, my feelings for him though not in the scenario depicted here, and the ending. He didn't seek refuge with me after his argument but stayed with his brother. The rest of the story is my fantasy. **************************** Dan and I were in bed, him behind me slowly fucking my ass...
"I'm kinda like this city. Imposing... Harsh... Unsettled... I'm made of steel, mostly. Covered in concrete with walls that silence screams for help. So many women and young men hide their sorrows behind these walls. They are trapped by violence. No one can hear these young men and women. That, or people refuse to listen. Yet these people survive....