"Remember, sex onstage is illegal. This isn't fucking Amsterdam. You can jerk yourself off a little, play with the other guys' cocks, but if you cum, it's all over. Got it? No blowing your load. No oral. No penetration of any kind. Not that the other guys'd let you—they're professionals and a lot of them're straight. Got it?" "Got it." I can still hardly b...
Continuation of me and Ben's relationship ship, in which I fuck him even though he has a new boyfriend. After Ben railed me out on his couch, we talked a couple more times after that but I got busy with work and I think he thought I wasn't interested because I kept telling him I couldn't meet. Which wasn't my fault because I was working. After 2 weeks I was...
This is a true story that happened a couple of days ago. Of course I changed the names of the people involved but otherwise this is everything I can remember. My name is Paul. I am 40, tall, athletic, handsome and masculine. I consider myself straight in that I am rarely attracted to guys and can't see ever having an emotional connection with a guy beyond...
Content/trigger warning: This series contains bullying, homophobic language, and non-consensual sexual acts, but they are integral to the plot and character development so please take them in context. DUSTY I'm having a major feeling of deja vu because I'm sitting in that same spot as a week ago and slapping my salami like a maniac, same as last time. One...
Birds screech and trees rustle as we hike along the barest of paths through the jungle, the tropical humidity making me bathe in my own sweat, the uneven ground shifting under my boots, alone with my guide on the tiny island of Kurutaukari in the South Pacific. We've come here to examine some supposedly fine examples of stone carving made hundreds of years a...
Author's Note: Avoid this story if references to smoking cigarettes and doing drugs will offend you. I wasn't originally planning to write a second chapter, but I decided to let my imagination run wild after reading all your comments. I'll likely end this story here, but expect some similar themes from me in future works. God damn it, Mike. I can't believe...
Dakota cranes his neck to see Evan grinning, smiling back at him as he trudges through the doors that lead to the second floor of the gay bar. The crowd is still sparse until he reaches the bottom of the stairs, the two twink dancers still moving rhythmically and collecting tips. He quickly looks away. The last thing he needs right now is for his boyfriend t...
'Fuck YES, cocksucker. Work that fucking mouth on my big dick . . . fucking gag on it you little bitch.' The words rang out through the relative silence of the locker room - silent other than the slurping, gulping noises Sam Callister made as his pouty, teenage lips slid hungrily up and down eight thick inches of rock-hard teen meat. Luke Brady, eighteen-y...
Matt stops by in a panic... All characters are over 18. Thanks to LarryInSeattle for editing. ====== A couple of days pass before Matt emails me. I spent that time trying to get the vision of his body out of my mind. I picked up an extra shift. Sweet time-and-a-half come on home to daddy. Liam's financial aid package is excellent. He'd qualified for two...
The jock responded by pulling his whole length out of Sammy's mouth and slamming it straight back home, forcing a gurgling hack from the teen and coating his balls with a layer of spit and precum as they rested on Sammy's chin. The kid's hands reached up and grabbed his thighs, and he suddenly felt the difference between this and the dozens of female throat...