After years of being physically active, I suppose it was inevitable that I'd eventually screw something up. Now in my early forties, the decision to go head-to-head with a bunch of twenty-somethings on the basketball court may not have been the best decision. After straining the muscles and tendons in my left shoulder pretty badly, I spent several weeks with...
In more recent years I look back on my mid-1970s (and then again early 1980s) Bangkok adventure and just shake my head, wondering what we were thinking we were doing then and how shallow we must have been to be so totally focused on beautiful bodies and the striving for perpetual orgasm. I think that for most of those I played with for two-and-a-half years...
******Everyone in this story is at least 18 years old and is fictional******** ***** Chapter 4: Jason's Friend I woke up to the sounds of pouring rain and wind pounding against my window. I opened my eyes and looked around the room. The lights were still on from last night. The sheets were covering me from the waist down. I was still in my underwear and s...
"Damn it, interact." "What's the matter?" Maddie asked, plopping himself down beside his boss, the producer of the gay male social media service "HookUp," Stan Cross, who was seating in Dodger's Stadium during a Los Angeles Dodger's baseball game with the visiting St. Louis Cardinals. Stan had a pair of binoculars, trained on the stands across the field, pr...
The sun was shining, only a few clouds in the sky, and we were thinking "beach time!" As we dressed for our motorcycle ride to the beach, we talked about life, our personal paths, and how our relationship fit into the future. We agreed that the big picture was different for each of us, and that was totally OK with where we were at that moment. Phillippe saw...
As requested, this chapter is longer and hopefully better. Wouldn't want to be called a bitch by 'anonymous' again ;) :::::::::::::::::::::::: Kitty asked me to help at the food pantry. At first, my answer was very firmly no, but then she brought up that community service looks good for colleges. I really need some extracurricular activities to pad my resu...
I woke up in a coughing fit. Pete was swinging and singing as the sun poured into the room. I sat up, then hacked some more. I tried to suppress the fit, but it didn't work-- I woke Hec. "Hey," he said, "thought you were over that." "Probably the aftermath," I said. "Nothing serious. My throat's just scratchy." "Mmm, maybe I could itch it for you." "Mmm...
What had I done? My mind was racing endlessly. Reece was gay, clearly, or he just really wanted his dick sucked. I supposed that I was only too happy to oblige. That's not what I felt afterwards however. Guilt; guilt was the word. I had let Reece slam me onto my knees and suck his cock like an animal. I had let him fuck me in the face, shoot his load insi...
"Learning My Place" - Monday & Tuesday Read Previous Chapter here. * Driving home after my first gay experience in almost 40 years, I stopped at a park to compose myself. I was dazed and confused, but I had to admire the way William had set me up, how he had gotten me to relive our teenage fooling around, to relive me using my mouth on him. Step by step...
Interestingly enough, I met him through Literotica. He and I had both been submitting stories for awhile. His were more man on man than mine; mine were primarily about my wife, who I adored, (at the time). We have since divorced. I have always been a bit excited about the idea of two men together, being sexy and sucking cock. Some of my stories were about j...