This is a true story that happened back in the 1960s . . . My older brother slipped into my bedroom and whispered that Gary wanted me to come lay down with him. He told me that Gary wanted me to play with his "dick." Gary was home from college for the summer, and was my friend Roger's older brother. Roger and I had both just graduated from high school. Gary...
It was my first encounter with a man. I had just turned 19 and got out of high school. In my country most of the young men go to army and so did I. In the army I gained a bit of confidence and some muscle on my otherwise lean frame. After military service I wanted to go for an adventure and decided to go for an interrail trip through Europe. I had few frie...
This is my first try at writing a story. It is based on my experiences, fantasies and on me, a trans gay guy in his 40s, 5'7, 150 lbs, short dark/graying hair. Muscular, hairy, but trimmed around the crotch. Five years of hormones has given me a 2 inch clit always hungry for a blowjob. Comments are encouraged. Bear in mind that English is not my first langua...
Sitting in the kitchen of my old friend David's house and sex was the last thing on my mind. A couple of hours before I had been between my wife's soft thighs, I had shot my load as she moaned and bit my ear. I had watched her beautiful round arse disappear into the bathroom, showered and left to check out a couple of jobs I had on my books. I bumped into Da...
Sarkopheros Says: Another gay Brod! This time with hot Brod-on-trap action. Expect the usual Brod kinks! Gay sex, stomach bulging cum inflation, ludicrously enormous cocks and balls, ridiculous stamina, and in this instance, a cross-dressing cutie. It has also come to my attention that a few people were disturbed by my gratuitous onomatopoeia. In deferenc...
Of course I was nervous, I had modelled before, but not often, and always for a class. This was private. And for a guy. He said he wanted to take to draw me with an eye to producing a series of paintings. We arranged to meet, in a cafe near his house. I already had his address. We had a quick coffee, managed some moderate sized conversation, and went to his...
"You must relax and trust me. It's for your own good. You must be very still or there could be damage." I did trust the count. What other reason would I have come with him to this isolated area of his vineyard estate, to this shepherd's hut, when he said it would be a very special, a dangerous, taking. Still, I had blurted the question when, my bare buttoc...
It had only been a fleeting moment; perhaps a minute of pure joy when all doubts about my bisexuality had been sucked out of me. It had been a carefree night, myself, Rob and Dan just fooling around, drinking vodka, laughing, planning all sort of improbable escapades. It was about midnight and Dan asked us if we were hungry. He scampered off to the kitchen...
By the time I wake up, it's mid-morning. I was up late last night. But that's not unusual for me. I drag myself out of bed, shuffle to the bathroom, piss with the door open. Shuffle back out, scratch the underside of my balls, belch loudly. Then I notice he's sitting up in bed, watching me. "Sorry," I mumble, feeling myself blush. "I guess I'm not used to...
All participants are 18 or over. ***** Back in the university scene of the 1980s, there were always at least one or two glory holes on any good-size campus. At my school, I first noticed one in a somewhat remote men's room on the bottom floor of the library. I had no idea what it was for. It occurred to me that it was for peeping on the person in the adjoi...