It was the merest glance, a glimmer of recognition on my part. And, I was sure, on his. Across a crowded bar, lively and raucous on a Friday night, bodies moving and writhing, our eyes met for a split second that seemed to last for minutes but must have been over in a flash. I'd been spotted. In a gay bar. By one of my dad's golf buddies. There was no dou...
It was all happening so fast. I didn't even have time to feel panic. I just felt a dullness and a foreboding—and a creeping sense of being trapped in a web of some sort. No, more like a cocoon, the sticky thread winding around and around me. Smothering me. "Just a few minutes, Dr. Winthrop, and you can go back to your room. I know this has been a shock to y...
Occasionally, I like to write fictional gay stories. An element of non consent in this one. *** My first mistake was the visit to the sauna, my second was to accept David's invitation home, but I was naive, and I'd enjoyed the sex. I was eighteen, and had struggled with my sexuality, that was until I met an old school friend who had, I suppose, seduced m...
Never in a million years! At least that's what I thought. But boy was I in for an eye opening and surprising experience! I met a guy last year at the same building where I work. He was a nice guy and we soon became buddies and finally roommates. Jack is a very muscular and good looking man who has no trouble whatsoever attracting and bringing home women. Od...
Don't worry. I promise no one will get killed in this one. It was my first, and probably only, visit to the club. I could never afford to join the place and was only there on a guest pass I had won at a charity raffle. I worked out in the gym for a while, had a couple of drinks in the bar, then hit the sauna. It was empty except for a single man sitting in...
Waking up around 8am, the first thing I did was to enjoy several hits of the sticky black hash purchased yesterday, followed by taking a luxuriously hot shower. Back in the room, I took stock of, then resorted my supplies. Which included condoms, joints, cash, poppers, and a variety of maps. The weather was grey, but dry and not too cold for late October -...
I spend time in the sun and at the beach with my girlfriend during the summer and get pretty damn jacked and tan. We work out together – run, lift weights, and relax in the sun. I shave everything on my body because it feels cooler and I like the way it looks. Our sex life is pretty good but part of me still wonders what it would feel like to be with someone...
The bathhouse is a place where emotional attachments of any variety become meaningless in a sea of sensation, sex being the overriding framework, without any barricade to having as much sex as possible. Creating, or giving in to, opportunities as irresistible as feeling a new mouth replace the one that was going down on you while being fingered. A glance tha...
To satisfy my bisexual needs my wife suggested that I become a member, no pun intended, of an upmarket gay sauna. Understandably, I was rather nervous about this partly because I'd never been to one before and was unsure of the protocols and appropriate behaviour. But mainly I was nervous about my wife's reaction and the possible effects on our relationship....
(a story continued for a friend) For a moment the morning before, I thought I had satisfied my bi-curiosity. But then I realized I had only started to chip through the ice. Standing in the showers with Sean, feeling the heat build around me and inside me, watching his thick cock glide through his soapy fist as I stroked rhythmically beside him, had not let...