The club was packed, just like it was every Saturday night. I was standing against the wall watching Jesse grind up against some shirtless twink, just like I did every time we went clubbing. Sweaty bodies approached me and asked me to dance, but I declined. It was my job to keep an eye on Jesse. Granted it was a self-appointed position, but it was important...
I never knew his name; our hosts never told us. Neither did I know where they found him. He wasn't the first young man which the posse of imperious dominants had provided for the entertainment and he wouldn't be the last. The submissive character and accommodating nature of the sluts which brightened these parties always entranced me. They loved to serve; t...
"Knowing me, I'm not going to change and this conversation is pretty much a waste of time," I said as I packed my things into a suitcase. I'd had enough. "Knowing you, you're not going to give up until you get your way and this time I'm not giving in. So if you're giving me a choice then I choose the door." I couldn't believe he had the nerve of suggesting w...
I was getting to the end of my shift today. Only two more stops, I was ending the bus route on the outskirts of town, with what I thought was an empty bus, when a clicking noise, as from a camera, distracted me. I threw a glance to the back, and spotted a hand holding a cell phone, a young man taking selfies of himself. A shift in my seat, and from a differe...
A week before Christmas, I ducked into the fifth floor men's room. It served as temporary reprieve. The first among twenty or thirty things I could invent to occupy myself while avoiding the remainder of the company Holiday party two floors below. One other occupant was in the room. He barely registered on my eggnog-addled brain. Most years I managed to esca...
Author's Note: This is a work of fiction and is wholly the property of the author. Any resemblance to any individual living or dead is purely and completely coincidental, and is in no way reflective of reality. The occurrences described herein are, to the best of the author's knowledge, completely within the realm of fantasy, and should be taken as such. If...
First gay story, hope you enjoy :). Don't think negative about me... um... this is a fictional story, not true. Again, hope you enjoy it and hope you would want more. I didn't use a editor so I apologize for the mistakes. Bye. I decided to get off 3 hours early for my husband, it's his birthday and I wanted to do something special for him. He had the day...
A true story of my first public encounter. James was 22 years old and visiting San Francisco over a hot, summer weekend with his best friend from college, Alex. They had got a hotel room together right on Market Street, with plans to explore the various neighborhoods, go to the Golden Gate Bridge, and try out lots of great restaurants and bars. Being in...
"Dominic, we really should finish these." I told my neighbor and new friend. Dominic Goodhall and I had been working on our boy's karts for the past two weeks. The race was less than fifteen hours away, and to be honest we had spent more time drinking beer and trying to tune the engines than actually doing any real building. My son's chassis was almost read...
I always try to get out to exercise while I am traveling for work. This is typically done by getting in light runs. It also the added benefit of helping me get familiar with the place I am visiting. Work brought me to upstate New York this one particular week... First though, a little about me. I am a pretty fit, married, 35 year old, just over 6 foot, 180...