Hey! I had finals this week, so I'm sorry if my work isn't stellar. It's not like anyone reads this stuff anyways so whatever. Fuck. Eh, I love it anyways. This is NOT a short jerk off at all. Its got FEELINGS and all that jazz. Fun. Ok, so this is a work of fiction, and I have made slight deviations from reality in parts. Ok? Ok. Let's start the story...
It was a nice warm day in September, and I wanted to take advantage of some time off and enjoy the sun, so I decided to head out to Strathcona Science Park, an area I tan regularly in my thongs. When I arrived in the usual area of the park that I often tan at, a gentleman was at a picnic table with a drone. He seemed nice and not too creepy, but I don't real...
I discovered that I loved sucking cock in my very early 20's. I loved women, still do, in fact emotionally I can only be attracted to women, but there was something missing sexually. This was in the early 70's so porn was not a mouse click away like it is now. You either found an adult bookstore, not always easy to do, or you had the magazines like Playboy,...
It was just the usual dull bus journey to work for Kieron, who had recently begun work after leaving school. However, things livened up after about two miles. A quite superb looking West Indian got on the bus. He was tall -- about 6' 3" - , slim, in his twenties, and with the physique of an Olympic rower. He was also very handsome, with a pleasant face and c...
Jude had gotten through the second set at The Spot in Chelsea the same way he had gotten through all of Logjam's concerts in the last two decades—riding a high on the music, the roar of the crowd, beer, and poppers. If the proportion of beer and poppers had been relentlessly creeping up over the last fifteen years, it had been too gradual for Jude to notice...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** I never knew why my dad walked out in us. I was a baby at the time. My mom wouldn't talk about it, even though I asked regularly. My brother didn't care much, he always called him "that asshole", and spent his time getting into trouble - skipping school, smoking, drinking, partyin...
The prison baker was a convicted serial rapist and gay serial rapist and he'd been locked up a long time, I found out that like grandpa he was an old hand and knew how to get what he wanted and when he heard that I was available to drain balls, get fucked and suck he decided he'd get me when he delivered the daily bread to the quarters. Every day he rode a...
It was about to happen. My mind raced, my pulse quickened, and my hand trembled slightly as I reached to ring the doorbell of the two-story townhouse. The years of fantasizing and imagined encounters were about to end... Since college, I had fantasized about sex with another man. Although I dated (and had sex with) women exclusively through my 30's, I alway...
Barry had always been the leader of our group of guys. He had a great personality, a wonderful sense of humour and was very good at all sports. We played on the same baseball and hockey teams; he was more consistent than me at bat, but I could hit the ball further. He was quick on skates and had a nice touch around the net, while I was slower, but excellent...
Nelson loved his job. He loved just about everyone he worked with. The only person who he couldn't stand was CJ, the owner's son. He was an arrogant cocky son of a bitch who charmed the women and smoozed the men they worked with. Nelson, on the other hand, was nothing but a tiny target for CJ's toxic masculinity. The worst part for Nelson was the fact he fo...