During the eighth week of an acting class I was taking I was presented with a challenge which sent me into a tailspin. That evening started like any other. My fellow acting class members and I warmed up, did vocal exercises and performed some improvised scene work. Near the end of class, Mike, the acting coach, handed everyone a manila envelope. He told u...
I had decided to finally attend one of those group sex nights advertised on a popular gay chat side. The posting on it had said that it was in London and only black guys, in their mid twenties, good looking and in shape should apply. Luckily, I fit that description. I arrived at the flat, which was in Chelsea, later than I thought I would it take me. A hand...
Disclaimer: This story is fictional. The characters are entirely fictitious and are not based on anyone who has or is still living. Any resemblances to any person or persons who are alive or dead are completely coincidental. All characters depicted in this story are above 18 years of age. The following contains some explicit scenes of male/male sex and a...
Clint, Danny, and a small team of police officers stood dockside at the foot of Christopher Street and stared morosely at the empty boat slip. The Larnaka Star had sailed during the night. Danny had insisted that Clint spend the night with him—and in his bed—and once they'd gotten into work they'd spent the better part of the morning obtaining a search warra...
O’Brien & Son Auto Body was out behind my brother’s house. Andrew and I grew up in there, learning to fix cars with our dad, who was the best mechanic in a two hundred miles radius. People waited weeks to get their cars back from our dad; cars lined up in our yard like it was a parking lot. I’d been away for a long time, writing instead of working on cars; I...
Terry Bingham arrived home to find a note attached to his door: Get a shower and come over. Wear your trunks but bring a change of clothes. Neal. He raised a curious eyebrow at this, shrugged, and then entered his house and did as the note suggested. Thirty minutes later he was en route to the home Neal shared with his same-sex husband, Bob. He heard music...
Chapter Three: Threesome I woke to the sound of the shower early the next day. I was still naked from the previous evening's activities, only I had showered the night before because we had been in the hay loft in the barn for a good portion of the evening. There was also the need to be fresh for anything that might occur should he want more. We had slept...
My name is Rio. A few hours ago I was living a fairly routine life. I've been out of work so mostly unemployed and often unable to pay rent. But at least able to get the odd hookup here and there. My profile read something like this: Consistently a bottom. Redboned, or also known as light-skinned and black, originating from the South. 24 years old and onc...
1 As he looked around the room he knew it was a fantastic idea. Moving back to Hampshire was like reading an old story book that was found in a box in an attic from when he was a boy. The house was huge with six bedrooms. Being his parent's old house he once lived with his two younger brothers and one older sister. 'I need room for my piano' he thought as...
Chapter 1 I sprinted at full speed, stark naked, cock swinging, hiding my face, scrambling up the slope behind the beach to dive behind the bushes. Oh, shit! Oh, fuck! Oh, hell! Peering back through the branches, I saw Staff Sergeant Nilen looking the other way. Whew, that was close. I gnashed my teeth. Buck naked and crouching behind the bushes, I felt li...