You wake up and prepare for your day, unaware that this would be the last day you would be considered straight. You shower as you did every morning and felt the water's warm touch as it cascaded over your skin. You could stay here forever if you could. But you need to start your day and the hot water would run out before long. You wash your hair, then the re...
When I woke up next day, I felt different. I remembered that I had been fucked the previous evening by the manager of the bar where I worked part time. I could still feel a slight soreness where the guy's cock had hammered into my virgin ass while I was bent over his desk, and as I lay in bed I started to get excited about what was still to come. I suppose...
It's been years since I've been on the Internet regularly for sex/porn but recently I've been motivated by what I've seen to write about my first homosexual experience, which happened about 8 years ago, when I was 22. I met Steve in a chat room. He lives a few towns away. He was 38 and divorced. He explained how he wished he had known more about his homosex...
We pick up our jackets form the Bike Stop coat check, banter with the attendant who reaches out and tugs my nipples hard, then head for the door. As we pass the main floor bar a tall, muscled boy in leather chaps and harness reaches out and gropes me, smiling at Sir, who smiles back. Taking that as an invitation he grabs my collar and slides his tongue into...
This story is fictional, all characters over 18, and contains a little roughness. There's also a hint of reluctance at the beginning, but consent does come around. Enjoy! _________________________________________ I was nineteen, fresh out of high school and taking classes at the local community college in Northern Virginia. I frequented DC often and on...
I'd been feeling distinctly uncomfortable for some time now, at least an hour, but I had no way to get home. I looked down at my Jack & Coke, that my last 8 bucks had purchased, and then over at my ride. He was "otherwise engaged" and by that I mean he was fucking some man in a gimp mask who was strapped to a leather sawhorse. I quickly looked away, desperat...
Being married my "men on men" relationships have always been limited to the odd fumble in the back of a gay cinema or in a romp in a sauna. Occasionally as I got older I answered an ad in a contact magazine, for an evening session. But I never managed to stay overnight and one of my longings was for an evening of sex, sleep and then more sex as my partner re...
(Journey to Mirage is a fifteen-chapter gay male novel of a young man's journey into the totality of the gay male life as he crosses the United States from Baltimore to Arizona as a "star" of a "fantasy experiences" movie being filmed en route to a gay film festival in Mirage, Arizona. Chapters will post approximately every two days and will be completed wit...
It's been two years since we moved to Madison and started what I call a new life together. We've since gotten married in Wisconsin. It was a nice ceremony. We have a decent sized group of friends into Leather and Bondage. They all attended and Sir and I were both dressed in full leather for our nuptials. Monday through Thursday are typical work days. I fou...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hi! (insert semi-awkward, but not so semi-awkward, meaning completely fucking awkward wave here) You know, the reason why I started writing this CYS' chapters so short was so I can make quick updates and not have to worry about the pressure of long chapters... Suffice to say despite those terms, I still managed to fuck that up lol! Which only...