(Is this a gay story? Maybe, maybe not. More bisexual, unless, of course, the Friday Night Club becomes the focus. We'll see.) The night was supposed to have gone better. I brought her flowers and her favorite champagne. The stage was set with candles glowing and soft music. It was the beginning of the weekend. Yet it never materialized. What should have be...
We first met online and I thought he was a nice and hot guy. Recently divorced, he wanted to explore guys and maybe establish a buddy. He said he was in his late 40s, tall (6'4"), slender, and looking for a partner who was similar and had stamina. It didn't hurt that I was in my 20s, hung (or so I'm told), smooth, and fit. We exchanged several emails and e...
Robert and I are buddies. I guess you could better say we're buddies with benefits. Although we aren't exclusively involved and don't live together or anything, we do enjoy doing a lot of buddy things together and particularly enjoy 'getting together' on occasion. Robert and I first met at a gym in Chelsea soon after we each had arrived in New York. We bo...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Author's note: Whereas every other chapter of this series is told from the perspective of the son, Harry Morris, this chapter is told from the perspective of the father, Tim Morris. ***** When I woke up and sleepily turned my head to look at the clock on the nightstand, I couldn...
The gay chat site is one of my favorite pastimes. I love to bring young men off, with just my typed words alone - no pictures (of me), no sound, nothing but our mutual written connection. Chat Session Has Begun ***** Part 1 "Are you sure?" Ryan is his name. He is eighteen, built, and horny as hell. His naked pic shows me all I need to know. I have his....
The hole in the wall Thai place was just four long blocks from the gym. They were sitting in the window on stools, their bags on the stool between them. I took that one. D said to J, "those jeans!" and as I sat down grabbed my ass. No one was around. The food was amazing as always. We laughed. Compared notes about the new facilities. They asked about Brett....
Diante' had made it to class, not waiting for his two friends. The teacher yelled at him as he ran in. The eyes from other students followed him as he took his seat. "Sorry...I'm late." The instructor shook his head. "Just get to the page, please. Where are your sidekicks?" Diante' squirmed in his chair while getting his book out. His classmates were stil...
This story is a very over the top work of fantasy, and it contains non-consent, blackmail and humiliation elements. ***** I work late so I like to go to the gym in the last hour before it closes, when I practically have the place to myself. Even though my job is crazy these days, I still take working out seriously and get myself to the gym every day, and...
It had been three months since Rachel had dumped me. I was the only one to blame. For the past year, I had been neglecting her. I didn't want to go on dates anymore. I didn't give her much attention. And I spent way too much time online... late at night. What did I do? I watched gay porn, read gay stories and chatted with gay men! Yes, I was starting to figu...
I am the world’s greatest gigolo. Well, at least I was the world’s greatest gigolo. My clientele were usually wealthy women with husbands who rarely spent two seconds at home, much less tended to the raging sexual desires of their wives. This is where I came into the picture. It only took a couple of hours a day to bring these women to their peaks and watch...