Gay conversion story readers. An older man learns from the next generation how to truly live his life to the fullest. He was younger than I by more than 18 years. He was thin, lithely built, and was only 5'5" tall. More feminine than manly. Yet, when he told me to do something, something about him compelled me to obey. He changed my life and I'd like to thi...
So what happened? There I was 35, divorced and hadn't dated in almost a year. Most of my early adulthood was filled with wild nights and times. When I was twenty I had more women in a month than I have in the past five years. So I sat there in my one bedroom apartment trying to figure things out. Heck even when I was younger- okay so I was experimenting.....
I continue my relationship with my gay roommate. Over the Thanksgiving break, I thought often about what I had done with Charlie usually with a sense of needing it to be kept secret. When we returned, we were very careful about when we did anything. A college dorm floor always has people awake no matter what the hour, it seems. We did not lock our door f...
'You are hereby requested to report to the United States Army Induction Center at 122 Peabody Street, Scarsborough, New Hampshire at 8:30 a.m. on Wednesday the 19th of September.' I held the letter in my hand and stared at it uncomprehendingly. They had just recently reinstated the draft, and now they were drafting me. If I passed the physical, (and why wou...
See chapter 2 where my father-in-law fucks me while my wife is away on our honeymoon with her black lover. For those of you who wanted to know what happened to joanie in the final chapter of "It Could Be Worse", the mystery is solved. ***** Part 3: Tomorrow, I thought to myself happily. Lee Anne will be back tomorrow. And her black lover, Leshaun. I...
This story contains femdom, gay conversion, extreme humiliation, BDSM aspects, and frankly, is fairly extreme. If you enjoy it, please check out Power Trip, by wally_west, who inspired this story. ***** Nicholas week began with a morning session with his new plastic lover. While the bathroom made things easiest if he was willing to work, morning wood wasn'...
I slept very soundly that night. It was a combination of the alcohol and that I was feeling more comfortable about being bi. I woke up with a stiff cock and was feeling very horny which was probably partly due to the erotic dreams I had had overnight about sucking off men with big cocks. Despite this, I still thought I was only bi and that I'd probably go...
Recently, a gentleman e-mailed me about one of my stories. He asked what I would do, if my friend Brad actually propositioned me. Well, I hope this letter adequately answers his question, while entertaining a few other gentlemen. Dear Brad, Even though I act nonchalant, and pretend not to notice, I love your "inadvertent touches," and the kind "reassuranc...
Lunchtime took me down 48th Street, almost to the docks, in the Hell's Kitchen area of Midtown Manhattan West. I was looking for more than a sandwich and a beer. I was fuckin' horny. So I was in a homo dive I knew about. I'd forgotten that it was mostly for shittin' fairy types, though, and had just finished wolfing down my burger and beer and had lit up a C...
I knew this day would arrive eventually. My wife and Mother insisted on it. Many times they'd sit and talk about me as though I wasn't there giving them pedicures. Pedicures. It's not as easy as it sounds. Cindy, my wife decided that I needed to get some skills and literally took me to the local community college and enrolled me in a class that trained gir...