After having read his story online and sending feedback to let him know how hot I thought his story was, Sean and I started sending emails back and forth and even had some online sex together. It was a very easy and uncomplicated "relationship" - like most man-to-man sex, it was simply about getting off and getting off often. It took several weeks of trying...
I stepped out of the dark cubicle room, wrapped in a heavy cotton towel, and made my way through the dimly lit hallways that wound between the cubical-sized rooms that were all like my own 8-hour rental. The Club was one of two bathhouses in the Midwest college town that I'd recently taken up residence in. I had recently completed my degree in education and...
When I woke it was morning and I was erect. The sun was up, and I could tell it was hot. Looking over, I saw a slender, feminine body lying naked on its front, face away from me. The back curved into the most delicious ass, round and peachy. I reached out and touched the bottom, the soft skin like marble to my fingertips. I gently squeezed the firm buttocks...
A week passed and things between Will and Thane weren't getting easier, but they weren't getting harder either. After their talk that night a week ago, the two had definitely tried to keep things platonic between them. Of course that wasn't very easy, seeing that the more time they spent together, the more the felt themselves falling for each other. Still, i...
Master Mike is a 50 year old divorced, Gay Master with a shiny bald head and a black mustache. He stands 6'6" and his hard, muscular body is the product of good genes, healthy eating, and years in the gym. I met him online after placing an ad about me and my growing need to meet a discrete dominant male interested in helping a married heterosexual man exper...
I had been working on the series for a year when they announced that the lead was leaving. I had worked with him in harmony for a bit. But once he found out I was gay he kept me at arm's length and if I blew a line or a cue he'd mutter something about fags blowing everything/everyone else so why not? I campaigned, heavily for to replace him in his role, and...
In more recent years I look back on my mid-1970s (and then again early 1980s) Bangkok adventure and just shake my head, wondering what we were thinking we were doing then and how shallow we must have been to be so totally focused on beautiful bodies and the striving for perpetual orgasm. I think that for most of those I played with for two-and-a-half years...
******Everyone in this story is at least 18 years old and is fictional******** ***** Chapter 4: Jason's Friend I woke up to the sounds of pouring rain and wind pounding against my window. I opened my eyes and looked around the room. The lights were still on from last night. The sheets were covering me from the waist down. I was still in my underwear and s...
"Ryan." Logan's voice reverberated through my dream. We were walking through a field, well, I was walking, and Logan was riding on the back of a very large Mason. He was shirtless and sweaty, and he looked like an erotic Loki riding into battle on the back of Fenrir. He pulled me up to sit in front of him, caressing my sides with his large hands, leaning for...
Chapter 12: My Hands are Tied I slid the amber lenses of my sunglasses over my eyes as left the building. The sun was shining brightly and I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. "Hey Robbie." "Guess what babe?" "What?" Just hearing Rob's voice calmed me and put me in a good mood. I had been nervous settling into a Spring semester and my new classes. "I'...