Driving home from the mall I got to thinking about what I had done in less than a week: I'd had sex with three guys, including my best friend, a total stranger and my girlfriend's father, and one woman, my girlfriend's mother. It seemed like the only person I hadn't had sex with recently was my girlfriend. I hadn't seen much of Jenny in the last two or thre...
The contrasts between visits can be striking. Sometimes, everything flows in glorious fun, and other times, one realizes just how much a role luck plays in the best visits. The memories from this visit are even hazier than normal, having spent easily more than an hour with my cock in several men's willing mouths, and at least a further half hour with a man'...
Arlo sighed as he set down the clipboard. He rolled his neck lazily. The bruises from Donovan's last beatings had begun to fade, but he still had to wear make up. In a few days they would be gone and he would be back to normal. But right now, his neck still hurt. He would kill someone for a massage and a glass of wine. Arlo shook his head. He knew he had to...
The music was unbelievably erotic, the pumping disco originally encountered in my youth, which gay sex venues have provided over decades, the lyrics and beat emphasizing the pure pleasure of my hard cock being jacked off by another man. I'd eaten a cannabis bon-bon a couple of hours ago, then enjoyed a couple of cold beers upstairs. Now, a stranger and I wer...
His name was Roland and he was from Jamaica. I'm guessing he was about 30. He had deep ochre skin, eyes that were almost black, closely-cropped hair, and was tall, lean and very graceful. At one point in his life he'd been a dancer, but was now a set designer for one of the larger theater companies in Amsterdam. He was just a little bit effeminate, and overt...
I had been in college for a year when it happened. The one and only time that it happened. I can't say why I did it, I don't really think about it when I can help it. I don't really know why I'm telling you this now. But I guess sense I started I should keep going. I'm name is Jason, I'm 19 years old. I've never thought that I was attractive, except that o...
Author’s Note: Thanks for all the great comments regarding my last story “Locker Room Surprise”. This story is also inspired by real life events that are happening between a friend and I – as we slowly work up the courage to be intimate with each other. Enjoy and please feel free to share your thoughts with me – I greatly enjoy corresponding with my readers....
There is a first time for everything in life. The experience of having sex in one form or another is such enjoyment that one never forgets it. So it was with my sex life. I was born in 1954 to an unmarried mother. She tried to bring me up by herself and I remember her as loving mum but when I had to go to school she could not afford to clothe me so I was fos...
I had led a sheltered and naive childhood and leaving home at eighteen was a bold move for me. I wanted to start my journey in the world, leave my childhood behind me and get a life. I got a job as a Commis Chef in an Italian restaurant in Edinburgh. Only downside was I didn't have anywhere to stay. My boss suggested the long seat at the back of the restau...
My first attempt at gay erotica and completely fictional. Hope you enjoy. I was only halfway through my first semester at college and already couldn't stand anymore of my obnoxious, slovenly constantly partying suitemates. Believe it or not, I came to college to actually get an education and I was tired of having to do all my studying at the library. I was...