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Being with James Again But What Of Ch. 01

by alexcarr on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

For Gay encounters ... Being with James again, but what of Jackie? © Alex Carr 2010 Of course it was divine to see James again, in fact it had been a cool two years and we had both grown in stature a little, although I soon discovered the old since of humour was still present. But who on earth that misunderstanding which set us both apart, for it was just...

My First Time With Another Guy

by pri99999 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I was a sophmore in college. My best friend Don who was a senior, and I were driving around in his car talking about girls at school that we thought were hot. Somehow our discussions always ended up talking about girls and the sex we wanted to have but weren't. It was just another Saturday night where we hoped, but really already knew that we weren't going t...

The Other Boy in Goodwell Pt. 02

by Theroughstockeventauthor on Sep 2, 2017
Gay Male

Dare got all the way back to his dorm before the enormity of his mistake confronted him like an angry woman, slapping the dumb smile right off his face. Sure, he'd known it was wrong and all, that they had to keep it quiet, but the truth was it'd felt so good, and he'd been thinking about Scott, and feeling all kinds of ways he never done before, and. Anyh...

North Star

by rem1324 on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

Tuesday practice ended like every other Tuesday practice. Well, kind of. The practice and its ending were of little consequence except that the origin of this whole Noah thing got its start in the usual, linear thoughtlessness of surviving another week at Willard Brown Preparatory Academy. Anyway. Coach had just finished yelling at the offense for sucking...

Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind

by EMauriceGlass on Nov 26, 2019
Gay Male

As Rob slogged through an icy squall in the dark on the way back to his dorm from the college library, where he'd been finishing his term paper on The Muffled Queer Voices of Colonial America, he took the opportunity to utter some choice words under his breath as well. "It's fucking cold!" A popular turn of phrase, notably among his teammates in JV football,...

My Friend Jack

by blanca63 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I have wanted to suck my best friends cock for a long time. We used to live together in this condominium for 6 years. For the first 3 years their we lived with this kid named Jarred. Jarred was cool. I actually met my best friend through this guy. I had worked at the same place as him and he knew I needed a place to stay so he offered for me to meet his frie...

Blood and Love Ch. 11

by Eternalivan on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 11—Halloween blues ******************************** Sean's Story VII -- Separated ********************************* I stood transfixed, unsettled and unnerved by what he had just spoken. His words were still ringing in my ears as the realization of the reality of the situation came crashing down upon me. I stumbled backwards for support. I could...

A New First

by eastern_nc_guy on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The first time she said it, I thought it was just a drunk joke. But, the idea of going down on another guy while she watched grew more and more interesting and finally I told her I'd go along with it. But, she would owe me, I told her. This was about 7 months into our dating, not exactly exclusive, but we stuck together for the most part. So, I figured if I...

What Happens in Vegas

by WorldOfSize on Jun 9, 2020
Gay Male

Derek and Troy had been together for just a month when they decided to take a weekend road trip to Las Vegas. Neither one of them had ever been there, but the hedonistic nature and let-loose lifestyle of the Strip appealed to both of them. It was part of what they'd bonded over when they'd first met at the club. Derek saw Troy dancing like no one was watchin...

Alcohol as a Crutch

by timmywells on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

Paul had made it to the bed, but not into it. Instead, most of his slender 6' frame was sprawled across it, with his legs hanging over the side as he lay face first on the bedding. His tangled underwear were down to his knees and the only clothing left on him were his white athletic socks. We had been drinking, like we did every Saturday night, and just lik...