(continued from Sniffing Mike's Briefs) Mike and I are roommates, sharing this inexpensive two-bedroom house in this college town. He goes to school and I go to work. We cut the expenses down the middle and manage not to get in each other's way. We don't share much except the rent. Mike doesn't have a clue that I secretly enjoy sniffing his dirty laundry,...
For my junior year of college I had to move to the dorm for upper classmen. This meant that I had a new roommate. His name was Max and I met him the day I moved in. He had arrived before me and had already picked a side of the room. He was mostly done unpacking and settling in as I barged in with all of my things. We chatted and got to know each other a litt...
Mark lay on the bed, arms at his sides, legs slightly apart, eyes closed. A contented smile creased his face. He wiggled his ass getting comfortable. The light from the cracked bathroom door splashed across his ass and face. I stood beside the bed. A cascade of images flooded my mind...Connie wiggling her butt like Mark...my hands roaming her supple body......
My name is Tommy. I grew up in a loving, close-knit family. I always had the support of my family and friends. When I was 16 years old, I came out as gay. My parents and my siblings had no issues accepting me for who I was. I was very fortunate. We lived in a small suburb of a big city. It gave us the feel of a small town with the convenience of everything...
(All characters and places in this story are ficticous and are not meant to represent any person, living or dead, or any real place) * I had only heard about The Cavern, on and off through the years in chat rooms. The stories were of a place a guy could go for stress relief by other guys. Between the continuing curiosity and a terrible state of horniness,...
Revised version copyright 2006 by the author. It was Terry who introduced me to Richard and Wes. He'd called on Saturday afternoon to make sure I was going to be at Splash, the new downtown bar, that evening. "My friends from Houston are in town and I'd really like you to meet them," he said. "Any friends of yours are friends of mine, Terry, but you know,...
At the age of twenty five I had my first encounter with another man. In my early days of being a bisexual I only met with men who would suck my cock with no reciprocation. After a couple of years seeking one-way cock sucking from anonymous men, I got curious what it would feel like to have a dick in my mouth. Being a very sexual person, it didn't take me lon...
Beverly waits until our second drink to say, "Lee, you said you wanted to talk, what is on your mind." I trust Beverly she is my closest friend. We lived together for a couple of years, then broke up last year in 1974, deciding we like being friends more than being a couple. Occasionally, if the sexual energy is right, we have a sexual interlude. Taking a t...
Dave was forty-two, almost six feet tall, and one hundred-eighty seven pounds. He was married for twenty-one years to his college sweetheart. Three children and a long career later Dave was looking for something more than he had. As with many couples a once healthy sex life had slipped into very brief encounters once every two weeks or so. One afternoon on...
Chapter One Twisted Arm Nicky whose apartment lease had expired was now staying at Uncle Bob's house while he saved money to get another apartment. This was going to be his first night so to celebrate he went out on the town clubbing now that he would have a few bucks. He didn't score any pussy but got loaded and had a great time. Nicky was barely able to d...