Since my last encounter with Pete we had crossed paths several more times though the end of my final year in High School. We'd been in Phys Ed sessions together and even on the same football team at the end of the summer. All the trouble between us had stopped and we spoke occasionally, albeit only briefly. I'd felt like he was more distant than I was, which...
I had an experience a few years ago that I want to share with your readers. A close friend of mine, Steve, and I went fishing at a local lake, it was the middle of the week and there weren't very many people out on the lake. We both love to fish, but we hadn't been fishing together in sometime, so on this particular day, he called me up and wanted to know i...
Back in my hotel room I'd already stripped down to my boxers and vest in anticipation of his arrival. He'd been looking at me in the lobby bar for a while and we'd had snatches of conversation. He finished work at 2 p.m., so I figured there was an opportunity for him to slip up to my room before he left the hotel. At one point he hid from the view of the oth...
I couldn't believe it had happened. Never in my life did I even remotely think that I would be interested in taking part in the activities of last night. I mean, I always thought of myself as being 100% straight. In high school, I had more than my fair share of girlfriends and admirers. Not that I am completely conceited, but I am a great looking guy. My nam...
In America it's sometimes difficult to find a suitable roommate. I had to stay with a Chinese (called Chinky hereafter) and a real big muscled Black guy (Blackie hereafter). As far as my routine goes it is really grueling. I go out of home around 8 in the morning and come back 9 at night. After the whole day's exhaustion, I feel pretty much sleepy and hit my...
Author's Note: This story is, for the most part, true. It details my first homosexual encounter. I've kept some of the details vague to protect our identities. You know the deal about the legal stuff. This story is my property, and you must ask permission if you wish to post it elsewhere. ---- I was so nervous. I was a 19 year-old boy, and the man before m...
Prologue. At twenty nine years old, I ran three jobs. I owned an alternative clothing shop on the high street, which was more of a hobby since it didn't make much money. I was a lecturer at Strathclyde university in Philosophical Studies and Human Biology, and I worked in an adult library. It wasn't intended as an LGBT library, but it soon developed in to...
Prologue. At twenty nine years old, I ran three jobs. I owned an alternative clothing shop on the high street, which was more of a hobby since it didn't make much money. I was a lecturer at Strathclyde university in Philosophical Studies and Human Biology, and I worked in an adult library. It wasn't intended as an LGBT library, but it soon developed in to...
So I tell "my good friend" that I know a spot that has a great glory hole. Him being clueless to what it is I explained to him that it was a place you go and get an anonymous blowjob from the person on the other side of the wall. You stick your cock thru a hole and get it sucked by someone you never see, and they never see you. Well it seems all he heard was...
Steve Gets Roasted Steve sat behind his desk, absent mindedly flicking through his work emails. His desk was at the back of the office, the monitor facing towards the wall, this gave him privacy that he greatly appreciated, especially as he liked to spend a lot of his working hours downloading the latest movies and watching them whilst pretending to work. H...