My first time with a guy was the summer after I turned eighteen. A guy who had been in my senior class asked me if I wanted to go camping with him. I was surprised as I didn't know Rick very well. But I jumped at the chance to go camping with him as he was one hot stud, and I'd often wanked myself to sleep thinking about him. I was even more surprised, and...
After hosing ourselves off again and getting back into those silk shorts, Claude suggested we go down to the living room and drink beer and watch a football game on TV. So, down we went. After I tossed off my first beer, I began to feel a little sorry for the black burglar wannabe hanging up in the gym and asked if it would be okay if I went in there and cle...
Part 1: I can tell it now [names have been changed] I was always timid. Don't know why. Just never the rough-and-tumble sort. And I was a homosexual before I even knew what the word meant. I liked cocks even before I knew they could do more than piss, clear back when the only word I knew was "peepees." The Mormon church, of course, taught me that I was on...
The following is a work of fiction. All characters are over the age of twenty-one years. * I walked out of the rural grocery store toward my car when I noticed the old truck. A vintage Toyota 4x4 similar to the one I had owned while in the service so many years before. I felt astonishment as I studied it. Not a common sight for sure. I stood staring at the...
I had intentionally driven past Will's house on the way home from work that Thursday. A long weekend was in the works and my wife and kids were already on their way to her parent's house three hours away. They would be gone until late Monday while I stayed home and completed a small renovation project in the basement. I downshifted my pickup as I approache...
The Adventures Of Urlen – Chapter 14 "Is that..er.. Urlen?" "Yes." "Funny name." "Yes." " This is Chris. Jeff said I should phone you." "Yes." (I was becoming as monosyllabic as Chris, but I wanted him to make the running.) "He said we should meet." "Yes." "Meet me in the shop, then. Come to the kitchen exhibition centre at 11.00 o'clock tomorrow. I...
For as long as I can remember, I've always had a crush on my dad. My parents divorced when I was young, and I grew up with my dad so it was just the two of us living together. I often found myself fantasizing about him when masturbating. It never really bothered me that I clearly desired my dad's body, though I kept my desires secret for obvious reasons. He...
A short tale in a somewhat over-done sub-genre. I hope I put enough of a spin on it to keep it from being a cliché. Let me know if I failed, but gently, please. Thanks, as always, to LarryInSeattle. Enjoy. ============== "Mister, uh, Herrera, can you tell me what's been bothering you?" I pulled the exam bay's glass sliding door closed as I spoke and pull...
Chapter 1 The ad was for a studio apartment on Lincoln in Venice Beach. Even a studio was expensive, especially close to the beach, but Dean really wanted the place. It was close to work, and he could work out with muscle dudes on the boardwalk. It was perfect, but it was out of his price range. He had to make it work. Maybe he could find a roommate, alth...
The following is a work of fiction. All characters are over the age of twenty one years. *** He was the host in the hotel restaurant near the convention center. Early twenties and very cute. Dark curly hair, incredible smile, about five seven and slightly built. Exactly my type. Shaking off the rain from my coat I approached the host to be seated for dinn...