Last Friday afternoon, I was feeling particularly horny and I knew only one thing would do: cocks. So with a raging hardon in my pants, I headed for the nearby adult bookstore that I knew had gloryholes. I don't know what it is about sex through a gloryhole that's such a turn-on for me. I guess it's the anonymity and the freedom it allows you. There's no...
"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....
For the next week, Connor did, indeed, use Darius as he wanted. He used Darius's relatively private cell to trade contraband, gamble, and beat-up his enemies of which he had many. When he wasn't doing those things, he was pushing his cock down Darius's throat. Darius also got to know the two men that always accompanied Connor. The pale, emaciated man was nic...
It never happened because gang bangs these days are too dangerous. But it happened in a made-up world. One in which I was a twenty-four-year-old heart throb and a political martyr. I had an envelope of forty-five men: seventy-five-year-old plusses, on my passenger seat. The sun burned down on it as I drove to the tattoo parlor. The day before, with handmade...
Mike bounced out of bed at dawn as he always did and while drinking his morning juice thought of the route he would jog. He had several, which he rotated, but the park track was one he had not done for a while as it tended to be overcrowded in the summer months. It was chilly out, but Mike put on the new outfit he had bought a few days before. It was bright...
It was a rainy Saturday evening and Frank was bored. There was nothing to do around the house, his girlfriend had gone to Spain with her girlfriends for a week and none of his buddies could be roused to go out. There was also nothing on TV and he was too lazy to go out and rent a video. He was just debating if he should get dressed and go out alone or if he...
He could not be mad at Klaus. After all, the guy was working himself to the bone. Apparently, being rich didn't mean sitting on your butt, by a pool, eating ice cream or something. But Jake had to admit that he felt restless without being able to talk to the guy. He had wanted to call a few times but felt guilty at the thought that Klaus was getting too litt...
Thank you to those who have enjoyed reading my first two entries about my distant past. I have found that I have not lost my lust for the good times I had then. I recently made contact with someone from my past and am now really considering relieving the fun I had with him (if I do I will chronicle it here, if there is any interest. Of course, I will call it...
I'm posting this story under the "Gay" heading because this story features man-on-man action, but it's done with Troy's girlfriend watching and participating. If having a woman being part of things isn't for you, consider this fair warning. * Molly and Troy had dated long enough for Molly to complain about the decor of his apartment and long enough for her...
Groton had wanted to get off by 9:30 the next morning, avoiding the worst of the earlier morning rush hours around the Baltimore and Washington, D.C., beltways, but it was closer to 10:30 before the two vehicles got packed with luggage and photographic equipment and nosed into the I-95 traffic south toward Washington. In addition to Groton, Spike, and Rick,...