This is a true story about the first time I sucked a big black cock. It was a few years ago now, I was in my early twenties, right out of college, and still lived at my parents' house. I never told anyone this before, so this is my way of getting it off my chest. A little background first. As far as everyone was aware I was straight, but for some time I ha...
I'd like to say it only happened because of the alcohol but the truth is that I have always been a freak. I had never done or even thought about anything like that before and that is where the alcohol came in. My wife Kelly and I were at a well known adult only all inclusive resort in Jamaica to celebrate our 40th birthdays. It was our first night there and...
It's an hour before dawn and still dark as night when I leave my house. I'm dressed in a jockstrap, shorts, and running shoes. It's mid-spring and the humid air feels like a hot wet towel as I walk down the street to warm up. I turn onto Manor Road and jog slowly west. As I pass the streetlight at the intersection of Manor and Cherrywood, an old beat-up bl...
It's Saturday night. I'm at a gay nudist party. Technically, the group isn't a sex club. If a guy just wants to hang out with other naked guys, he can do that. But, at most parties, there's a room with gay sex videos playing and live men playing with each other—hand jobs, blow jobs, butt fucking, whatever. I'm standing near the video room's back wall, idly...
Knock, knock. Carson tapped on the bathroom door. "You ready?" Mr. Armisen asked. Carson didn't say a word. A short while later Armisen emerged from the bathroom, a white robe around his shoulders, a glass of wine in hand. His long, flaccid cock dangling from his hips like a sword. He furrowed his brow as he hobbled into the dimly-lit bedroom, his ankle...
"There, is that better?" Peitr whispered into my ear. "Uhh. Yes, yes. That feels great," I answered, and my words turned into a soft moan. "Yes, I can feel it in your body. You are a lot looser now. You are moving with me more smoothly. Is it because of the release of guilt?" "Yes," I whispered. "This helps erase the guilt. It's as if none of this is some...
Julie continued to cultivate the seeds of curiosity she had planted with me in the weeks that followed. I have heard of people who had an epiphany regarding their sexuality but my awakening was more of a slow realization that what I had been taught growing up was not exactly true, at least not for everyone. Henry and I started hanging out more in the we...
The cable guy was due any minute. I'd been without Internet for days since a big storm blew through town; electricity had returned but not the Net, and as a mature gay man who loved his porn, it was maddening. I called up some gay wrestling stories I had saved, really smoking hot stuff about older men being dominated in various holds by young, smooth-skinne...
Author's Note "Rear Windows" was intended to be a one-part story, describing the awakening of Dave's desire for other men. I got so many requests for a sequel that I went ahead and continued the story, with some new characters on their own roads to self-discovery. I hope you enjoy the result. * * * * * * * * * * "Well, that was really something." Dave...
My heart beat as I stepped into the Tamson house for the first time in almost a year. My parents followed behind me and I greeted Mr. and Mrs. Tamson warmly. "Ryan's in his room." Mrs. Tamson told me, and taking in the information, I headed out of the kitchen and down the hall to Ryan's room, which was the only one on the first floor. His sisters shared a r...