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...
Synopsis: A 25 year old straight male is lead to believe the he is going on an out of country business trip with his 50 year old male manager who also is the CEO of the company they work at. Little does he know that his manager has different plans for their "business" trip. By the end of this trip this young guy will have been stripped of his clothes, his p...
I left work early because I wasn't feeling well. My husband, Jim, stayed home because he said he wanted time to recover from our weekend getaway to the lake. The front door was unlocked. It was unusual because he knew how much I cared about security. He was not in the living room or the kitchen. Our master bedroom door was shut. I assumed he was just resti...
**Station 1: The Game Starts** After stepping a few steps into the room, the light from the door illuminating his path suddenly vanished as the door automatically closed shut and locked itself. Adam is now standing in total darkness, void of any light, as though he had closed his eyes shut. He put out his hands and feels around, stepping ahead one foot at a...
Donnies. The name had a reputation to it. A gay bar in an industrial part of town with a dark side. Having been on the fringes of the gay community I had heard the name but had not had the courage to visit. A few drinks with an old friend changed that. The old friend wasn't gay. We meet occasionally to catch up, talk politics, sports, life . . . the usual...
(This is my first work online so I am really excited to share it. This story may confuse you from reality and fantasy, but stick with it!) My name is Ralph Sycamore, I am 22, and I still have an imaginary friend. Well, he isn't really a "friend" so to speak. He is more like an imaginary boyfriend. I know its sad, but I've always been shy, so I haven't real...
...continued from my first submission This is still a very true story of how I was slowly seduced by an older man when I was a bi curious college student. * After that night in his apartment when he spit on his hard cock while we watched porn, I couldn't get my mind off of that image and what could have been. I also couldn't wait to get back there alone...
Yesterday I learned that Ben is dead. I keep thinking that if I repeat it to myself often enough, the words might finally start making sense. Lung cancer. Ironic, given that I've been smoking since I was thirteen while Ben never as much as touched a cigarette, as far as I know. There's a lot I didn't know about him, though. I didn't know that he was sick, f...
This is the 8th installment of the Kyle Series. The Kyle Series is the true story of my first love. I appreciate all of the ratings, comments and feedback – good or bad. After Kyle splooged and Dave had gotten his fill of touching and tasting me we all laid on the bed sexually spent. I couldn't remember being more sexually satisfied. Dave got up and mutte...
The offices of Feldman and Rosenbaum were located downtown in a tall, sparkling granite building boasting burled oak and brushed stainless steel. Shawn had worked most of the morning, attending to patients before driving down to the lawyer’s office and listening to reading of Alan Dunlop’s will. Conor had been there also, a mass of emotions as he heard the...