Pt. II: Discovered After my first experience with the gay 'glory hole' in the student union building, I became a semi-regular participant in the anonymous, illicit sexual activity there. Once or twice a week I would stop by, sometimes to get a good wet blow job from an unknown partner and sometimes to provide that service to an equally unknown cock. In the...
I had been surfing the gay chat rooms all morning. I watched the chat rooms and checked all of the profiles until I found what I was looking for, a hot, hung guy that lived close by. I clicked on the instant message button and said "Hi, I'm Chris. How are you this morning?" The reply was, "Hi, I'm Steve and I'm horny, that's how I am this morning!" I repli...
Getting laid in rural Kentucky has proven difficult. For as long as I remember, I was teased, laughed at and at the worst, beaten up and embarrassed publicly because of who I am. I decided on my eighteenth birthday to leave my country home and visit the city. I drove my beat up pick up truck toward Atlanta. I had seven hours to imagine what was to come. But...
The dreams were variations on a theme. He was just a kid, under her control once more, and she'd left him alone—again. Locked him in a closet, one of many she used to contain him. She always claimed it was for his own good. Told him she just wanted to keep him safe. Even at the age of eight, Marshall didn't believe her. But he was helpless to do anything abo...
By the time Lee released him, Marshall's breath was coming in heavy gasps and his head was spinning—and the wannabe dance partner had disappeared. Guess he could catch a clue. Marshall didn't mind. There were plenty more where he came from. Including the sexy man who'd just kissed him stupid. "Wanna dance, cowboy?" Lee asked in a sultry voice. Marshall bro...
Despite Lee's warnings—or perhaps because of them—Marshall spent the entire day breaking in his new boots in preparation for the trip to Partners. As added protection, he placed a band-aid on each heel. Better safe than sorry. They surely were beautiful boots. He admired them in his and Lee's full-length bedroom mirror, twisting and turning to catch the whol...
"Stop running and face me, boy." The words sent chills skittering along Marshall's spine. He was torn between the desire to obey and the need to provoke punishment. Giving in and turning was his first instinct, but the idea of being stretched out across the other man's lap, his ass exposed, bared to receive those glorious swipes of his firm hand was too str...
I am a retired widower and have been taking road trips of a week or ten days through the west. This trip took me to Arizona and today I was in Scottsdale looking at a property I own there. I had checked the property and spent the night in a nice hotel and was having breakfast at a nearby coffee shop. I like to wear panties and bras and have gotten rather bo...
It was the summer after I graduated from high school. Here were two eighteen year olds, my friend Craig and myself, with time on our hands. There were no girls around and we spent time sitting on the floor at Craig's parents' house listening to records. "God I'm horny," Craig said to me. I knew exactly how he felt. Craig was always the more forceful of the...
It was my first days after I got to college. I shared a dorm room with Paul. Luckily we seemed to get along with each other. Paul had dark hair and I guess you could say he was handsome as well. Normally I wear my briefs when I was sleeping. I had drifted off, but I guess wasn't in a deep sleep. I thought I heard a voice in the room. I looked over at Paul's...