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Helping

by AnotherDay on Oct 15, 2017
Gay Male

My boyfriend and I had broken up and I was in a pickle. At least we didn't share a flat and have to deal with that mess, I thought, as I contemplated what to do. We had been together for over a year and I was very much in love with him. Through a series of coincidences, I became suspicious that I was not the only guy he was sleeping with and after just a cur...

Helping Out a Friend from the Gym

by RubberDickie on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

One of my most memorable experiences happened as a result of an accident. At least that’s the way it seemed at the time. When I first moved to Orange County after my divorce, I bought a membership to one of the large gyms in the area. Like a lot of other people, my favorite workout time was from the gym’s opening at 4:30 till 5:30 a.m., followed by a ‘cool...

Helping Hands

by thebikinilover on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

I had a back complaint that simply wasn't going away. A friend had recommended a local chiropractor and having made an appointment I was now at reception. "Good morning my name is David Scott I have an appointment." "Good morning Mr Scott, please go to the first room on the left," the receptionist indicated. I knocked politely on the door and opened it,...

Helping The Cable Guys

by rjohns on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I had just stepped out of the shower when the door rang. Remembering that cable installation was coming today, I grabbed a towel and quickly wrapped it around my waist, as I went to answer the door. Two men were standing in the rain, waiting for me to open the door. I carefully adjusted the towel around me and opened the door to let them in. As I explained h...

Helping Mom Pay The Rent

by bottomsatx on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Keith sat at the kitchen table, angry. It was his 18th birthday, and he spent it alone. "That bitch." he fumed, "She can't spend one lousy fucking day with her only son." Keith's mother, Sheila, was at that moment in her bedroom. The words she used with Keith was "entertaining a friend" but he classified it as "being a whore". She spent a lot of time "ente...

Helping Out

by nowiamhere on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I really have never been with a guy – the following is fictional, though after writing it I am begging to wish someone would make my dreams come true. * * * * * I'd been working out the gym for a while now. I am fit but not bulging with muscles. Let's get the description out of the way – 5'8, dark hair, brown eyes, slim / fit build, a little hair over my b...

Helping Harry

by alexcarr on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"You know I would do most anything for you Harry - but this, well, I don't think I am ready yet." He looked at me glum like and I couldn't help feeling sorry for the old guy. It had been a month since we became more intimate in as much as he persuaded me, after some deliberation, to wank him. I still am not sure if I am sexually inclined to do it with oth...

Helping a Friend

by kinki1 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I thought I would write in and talk about something that happened to me recently, because I certainly can't tell anyone! I have a friend from college who I used to sleep with. I can't give her name, so let's call her Christine. She is chubby, with really huge tits. Everyone around her thought she was little miss innocent, but she was always extremely horny,...

Helping out a College Student

by metro610 on Mar 6, 2018
Gay Male

Several times a year, I travel on business to different parts of the country. As a guy in my early fifties, married with adult kids, etc., I look forward to getting away for some "me" time where I can explore my bi-side. Ever since I was a kid I have always been curious about the male body fueled in part by being one of six siblings of all boys. I've had my...

Helping Hands

by JellyPie on Dec 24, 2019
Gay Male

Something wasn't right. My body was sore, my head was pounding. I slowly cracked open my dry eyes. I looked around. I was strapped to a gynecologist table by my wrists and ankles. There was a man in his early 20s standing there in jeans. He was ripped. He grinned at me. I just started. I didn't ask where I was. I didn't ask to go. I didn't ask what was goin...