As I handed the clerk my money, he half-heartedly wished me a nice time. Yes, I thought, I certainly intend on having one. Walking into the pitch-black theater, I thought about how long it’d been since I’d been here. Lately work had taken way too much of my time and I really was glad I had taken the day off. I enjoy watching porn at home as much as the nex...
From the dark hallway, he takes me through to the bedroom. If it's cold, I'm not feeling it. I'm following slightly in a trance, dizzy from the kiss we've shared. My hand brushes softly against his hard smooth buttocks, then he twists round suddenly and his tongue is in my mouth again. I don't think I ever knew exactly what weak at the knees meant until th...
After playing poker with a few of the my friends one Thursday night, I drove back home to Canterbury at around midnight. I usually picked up any hitch-hikers and took them as far I could on my normal route home. There were mostly young men begging a ride and there was no anxiety about violence done in private in those days. Because of the regularity of my...
It was Saturday on a warm spring morning when Wiley woke with a very hard erection. Just four months after losing his virginity to Bill's massive member in the adult bookstore peepshow. He awoke thinking about the day before when Bill fucked his horny ass. Bill was dependable every day whereas George was maybe twice a week. The previous episode was a great...
It was a full moon autumn night when the masquerade took place. Hundreds of masked and nameless bodies writhed within a world pulse pounding music, electric rays of light and heightened arousal. David had adorned himself in a white roman toga with a black leather belt cinched at his waist to allow the cotton material to accentuate his finely toned buttocks...
I didn't want to be a cowboy, but I certainly wanted one to fuck me. So, to honor those sojourners of the dusty trails I wrote this. When settlers in the 1870's first used "dude," to refer to pasty-faced Easterners coming to The Rockies, they took notice of men with a distinguishable lilt (I have no doubt), of men with a different spring in their step, of m...
All during the week something is there to remind me of Kevins cock. I see a banana and I think Kevin's cock, a zucchini, cock, a brautwurst, Kevin's cock. I get home from work knowing Kevin gave me a fleshy dildo to practice on but I get too nervous to pull it out. Finally I have the house to myself so I go to my work space in the basement and pull it out. S...
I just watched my friend's dad servicing my new roommate's cock... And I enjoyed every second of it. It was, without a doubt, the hottest gay experience I've had in my 7 years since opening up my sexuality to homoerotic pleasures. I have to emphasize the word "gay" in that statement because it isn't the hottest overall sexual experience I've had in my enti...
"Ahhh, Professor Caldwell. That poetry. It's so moving. I had no idea—" "Hush, Lawrence. Live the moment. How does this make you feel?" "It's like nothing I've felt before. But should we . . . should you . . .? I've never—" "No words now, Lawrence. We let the Romantic writers speak our words for us. They do it so well. This poem from Keats. Did it not mak...
[This story is mostly fiction, but it's based on a real event in my life. It was such a hot experience that I thought ya'll would like it—and let me tell you, if I could, I'd hook up with these guys again! Be sure to comment/vote] * When I was twenty and still in college, I spent a summer house-sitting for a professor. It was a cheap way to stay in town wh...