Ever since I saw my first Monday Night Football game when I was ten years old, I have been an obsessed football fan. And during football season, my Sunday afternoons are spent at the local sports bar – cheering and screaming with everyone else. This is certainly a typical Sunday afternoon for most heterosexual American men, and in many ways I am a typical g...
The surprise happy ending Filled with anticipation and a little fear, Buck sat quietly on his sofa. He had just contacted a massage parlor that did house calls. He had ordered a massage with a happy ending but was told the only therapist available today was a male. He reluctantly agreed and was sitting here wondering if he might be a closet gay. His though...
Summer 1977. My best friend and I, were the very best of Buddy's, not in the way your thinking!!!! We were normal teenagers. For shear discretion I will call him G. We did the usual stuff that kids do. As we grew up and finally left school for college, none of us had anytime for girls, not in the physical way, sure we used to have wet dreams and fantasise ab...
It had been a quiet day at my salon this Friday. I run a small salon in a midsized town in the western U.S. I do hair styling of course, manicures and pedicures and some massage. Some of my women clients like a relaxing massage, but since I’m gay, I assure you, it’s strictly professional. Yeah, I’m gay, but I don’t really fit the stereotype of a gay h...
This happened when I was in college and shared a duplex with a friend and fellow student at the beach. It was summertime and we both worked at a hot-spot bar at the beach. It was a great summer. We spent our days at the beach and nights working at a place where it didn't even seem like working sometimes. It was the 70s when disco was hot, and the place was c...
[One Night in XXX Story Event] The shock set it on how stupid I'd been. Pete Parnell hadn't hired me for his Chicago investment firm despite what I had disclosed at my job interview with him about what I'd done in college but because of what I'd admitted I had done in college. It wasn't just that I went with other men, but it was that I had been promiscuous...
June 5th I like my job. I wouldn't say I love it. But I was getting sick of it. My boss was always ordering me around and I just can't help but complain. He would always give the shit jobs to me. While Mary was just signing three papers, Matthew was fucking writing up 4 legal agreements, making coffee, and making advertisements. Lets just sum it up with I...
After my previous experiences you'll find in chapter 1 and 2, male massages were now my drug of choice and I couldn't stop thinking about them. I craved the rush of adrenaline that I got from a massage, from making the initial contact, to arriving, to the first touch and then through to however the massage would go. Some massages were simply straight forwar...
TEMPTED One Wednesday morning after Brenda had already left for the golf league, Chet eased his muscular body out of bed. That day he didn't have his first physical therapy appointment until 1:00 PM. He walked by Cole's bedroom and peeked in on the pretty gay stepson. He had forgotten that Brent had spent the night with Cole. He looked at the two young men...
I was in my final year of university studies. I was 21 at the time, 6 ft 1 tall, slim, and sexually pretty inexperienced. I'd had one girlfriend and we'd had sex a few times but the relationship didn't last. Despite my inexperience, I was horny, as I guess all lads that age are. Masturbation was an outlet I really engaged with. I also loved being naked, but...