If the kitchen of Kasem's family in the upcountry jungle of Thailand hadn't burnt to the ground, I possibly never would have found out what the special Bangkok sports massage was all about. Kasem was my masseur at a fancy Bangkok gym, which was open for "men only" a couple of nights a week and which was a major pickup place for prime cuts of male meat. Of co...
The clock buzzed loud and I jerked up from my pillow. I turned it off and laid there. I didn't sleep good at all with my throat still sore from that 11 inch dick that buried itself down my throat. It was all because of Quinn. I hated him, I hated what he had he had done to me. I wanted to tell someone but I was too scaried that Quinn might find out and do mo...
I throw a towel over a shoulder and head toward the shower stalls off a hallway behind the men's locker room. My footfalls are light, but still there's a faint echo off the clean tiled walls as I walk, my feet sticking lightly to the tacky tiled floor. Turning right, I stride in front of the series of stalls that line the back wall of the building. The show...
I ran into him in the mall, the gym I attend is attached to a mall, I had parked in the underground parking and was heading thru the mall, making my way to the gym when I came face to face with him, he was tall six foot two maybe three, long legs, sculpted body, full trimmed black beard, the hair so black his eyes so dark, his hair cut perfectly, very short...
"Artistic-style gay male, 43, new to town, seeks local older male to introduce him to the holidays here. Companionship, local concerts, plays, restaurants, university sports. Holiday cheer and travel later if found compatible. Nonsmoker please." I had never advertised like this in a paper before, but Gill, an older, sometimes boyfriend of mine in Washington...
CHAPTER FOURTEEN: Bobby Tommy awoke each day feeling the powerful heat of Thor's body pressed against him. Whose hard cock was pressed into the other's back changed, but each felt the delight in their mutual desire. There were nights when they talked long into the night and fell asleep in the simple joy of each other's company. More frequently they enjoyed...
Author's note: I am a very new and amateur writer and this is a very slow story. I would request everyone to read it with patience and comment on how you found it. It will help me with my future stories. ***** I am a small town boy from India with a petite figure, long hair till my mid back which I usually keep in a bun, with very little body hair and an e...
I was nearing the end of the fourth group lesson on self-defense techniques at the store-front gym under the instruction of a heavily muscled Syrian wrestler named Anwar, when he took me aside and, after telling me he thought I'd make a natural wrestler, asked me if I'd like to stay after class and have him demonstrate some holds to me. I had admired his mas...
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...
I'm not gay. At least that is what I keep telling myself. In high school I played football in the fall, wrestled during the winter, played baseball in the spring/summer. Lettered in all three sports. I was popular with the girls, had a couple of steady girlfriends throughout high school, and in between always had a girl with me. I attended a small college wh...