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My Prince

by Elenia26 on Sep 15, 2017
Gay Male

My morning routine is the same six days out of the week. I awake before dawn, and bathe and dress myself in one of my uniforms. I live in a small room that adjoins my liege's chambers, and I am expected to attend upon him almost as soon as I ready. I get one day off each week from my duties. Prince David awakes at 7 a.m. most days, and by 9 a.m. he is on t...

My Neighbor is My Best Friend

by blahdeeblahdee on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I never had many friends growing up. I was usually a loner. As an only child, it was tough meeting people around the neighborhood. When I was about ten, our next door neighbor Jerry would often stop by to talk with my parents. He and my father could talk about anything. Jerry reminded me of Ethan Hawke. Always very friendly and welcoming to me, even at suc...

My First Time

by darrin2_1000 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I had been invited to a 2 1/2 day medical symposium in Atlanta sponsored by a pharmaceutical company. I had looked forward to this meeting not only for the meeting content but to see colleagues that have mutual medical research interests. The meetings are well attended since new research findings are usually announced here before they are published in medica...

My First Male 3sum

by alibi on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

A while back I met this guy online (lets call him Rob) when I was looking for some male to male fun. While I love women, every now and then I just enjoy getting together with another guy. We hit it off immediately. He is in his 40s and divorced and Iā€™m in my 30s. We both love sucking and anal play and toys. Rob is about 6ā€™, 200lbs and sports a good 6-7ā€ cock...

My First Blow Job....

by TomNY on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

This is a true accounting and the start of many, many more to come. I still don't remember how or why I knew what to do. I had been drinking big time and, on my way home, got the urge to pull over. Why did I know the spot? Why did I know that the sidewalk along Van Cortland park on Broadway was a place for men to meet? I must have heard it and stored it. I...

My Brother's Boxers Ch. 01

by BruceYoung on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

"Dan! Get the fuck out of bed. I'm gonna be late because of you!" I heard my brother scream. It only led me to cover my ears with the pillows. What the fuck was Stefan's problem? It was fucking 6 in the morning. I was just about nodding off when suddenly I felt two powerful arms yank me off the bed. Now, I know I'm not the strongest of men, but I am a decen...

My Little Rose Ch. 07 Epilogue

by UndertakerKiryu on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

A/N: this is the last chapter. There will be a new story soon once I get inspiration to write. This story has been mostly true, or at least based on truth. I hope you like the ending! Question-- would anyone like a sequel to this just about Izaac and Gideon? Epilogue. After deciding an alternative shop was a decreasingly entertaining business, I converted...

My First Time With Gordon

by swmnb on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

It all started one Sunday afternoon when I started reading the personal ads. I noticed you could place a free ad in the personal section of the local newspaper. I am married but I been having a craving for a long time to get with a man again. It was a long time for me, last time was when I was younger and the neighbor boy and I would play with each other but...

The Past Pt. 03: A Possible Future

by Forerunner on Sep 1, 2017
Gay Male

The three of us had showered and then reconvened in the living room. They had given me one of Gemma's robes that was pink, silk and barely covered my ass. Which seemed to amuse them both. William seemed surprisingly okay about the fact I'd essentially violated him barely an hour before but I suspected that he'd actually enjoyed it. We talked late into the...

The Passing

by sabb on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

I stood in the dark in the doorway listening to the quiet sound of his sobbing. He said there was no pain, and I believed him. No physical pain, but what is pain. Who knows what hurts most, he was only 36. In a few days he would have faded and gone. I would go in soon and hold him, stroke away the tears, kiss them away, hold him to me as I had done now for...