The rush of the warm spray beating against my sore body felt terrific. I closed my eyes and leaned forward letting the blast of water hit the back of my neck and shoulders. A sigh escaped my mouth as I slowly melted into the stall. Eyes closed, I heard Caleb in the opposite shower. Turning towards his stall I opened my eyes a crack to peek in my partially o...
I met Barry at the gym. I had started a new workout program with heavy weights to increase upper body strength. Barry, from out of no where, volunteered to be my spotter, one who stood at the end of the bench as a safety to help me put the bar and weights back on the rack if I ran out of steam. I did the same for him, though he lifted such heavy weight I wou...
(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...
This story is about a time in my life when my financial situation had taken a severe turn for the worse. I was 35 years old and had just gone through a nasty divorce. My then wife was always looking for attention from other men. She needed them to tell how beautiful she was and was constantly searching for compliments. It got so bad that she started to give...
Chapter One: The Dark God This is my true life experience at a gym just outside Washington, DC, circa 2005-2009. He was young, his birthdate tattooed on his bicep told me he was just 19. Like me, over six feet tall, but unlike me, he had the body of a god. His skin a deep, rich cocoa. His abs formed an eight pack, his nipples were perfect, quarter sized an...
His cock and my submission to him are the basis of my fantasies these days. I dream of scenario after scenario in which I earn the privilege of sucking him off to completion. His pleasure is my reward. His cum is my food. His cock is my salvation. His ideas stimulate my lust and his authority frees me to pleasure him. This is our cycle of power. I first saw...
I'm a swimmer, a male swimmer. I can do all the strokes. I can do the breast stroke, the back stroke, and the crawl. I do these all with my sexy body. I'm 19 years old, completely shaved, for competitions and am always wearing a hot red Speedo and matching swim cap. I always go to the gym to practice. All the ladies stare at my manhood in awe because of it...
It was hot and I was sweating heavily as I left the gym floor and headed for the changing rooms and the luxury of a hot steaming shower. My new fitness regime was beginning to pay off, and I had started to feel good about myself and my body after many years. I noticed him looking at me as I walked past, it was the same guy who I had seen practically every d...
I have been working out at the same gym for awhile now and after my work out I always looked forward to hitting the showers because I loved to check out the other guys in the locker room and showers. One particular day stands out in my memory because it was the first day I set eyes on Bart. I was in the shower, eye balling a few of the other guys in there, a...
A quick summary about me: I consider myself bi. I played with friends in high school and some older neighbors while living at home. But after graduating college, the bi was put a way for a while. After getting married and having a few kids, and wife went cold, they came back out. I ventured into a few Craigslist adds and little to no success, a few ok but mo...