The phone's catcall squirmed its way under the covers. The ringing passed over the hills and valleys of Aurelio's fluffy black comforter and worn green sheets. The sound found the soft corners of his skull and nestled in there, curled around itself like a small dog and settled down for the wait. The phone was so fucking loud, and it hurt like a son of a wh...
My name is Damien and I am 30 year old single guy. I am just under 6 foot and I have a slim fit build. My hair is receding a these days – but what I do have I like to keep neat and short but not shaven. The hair is dark and the eyes are brown. Women say there are jealous of my long eyelashes. All in all I am not a bad looking guy without being a 'hunk'. I h...
We had set up our tent in a pine grove after riding in his black SUV for nearly 100 miles. A few feet to our left a picnic table provided by management of the camp ground and our portable Coleman stove would serve as a kitchen. The temperature at 7 pm was a comfortable, dry 70 degrees with a slight breeze. As a much younger boy I had camped at this same stat...
I had been jittery and conflicted for the entire two weeks since I'd seen that big black topping a guy at a pool party in Bangkok. I had been bottoming for a Swede in a nearby patio lounge when I looked over and saw this monster cock jackhammering in out of the other guy—who clearly was in seventh heaven—and I almost melted on the spot. I was conflict, thoug...
From the moment I saw Gideon in the locker room, my life was focused on becoming his lover. I hadn't been at the Mount Holly prep school for more than a week before I first laid eyes on him, although I began to hear about him from my first evening. And what I heard about him very likely set me up for this obsession of mine. Mount Holly was a post-high schoo...
The song "Kisses Sweeter than Wine" sprang to my mind, because that was what his kisses were. As far as I could tell in the dimly lit Blue Moon resort hotel room in Las Vegas, he was a young hunk, no older than I was. Most of the men in the room were older, a few probably twice or more my age. None were complete throwaways, but he was prime among them. And h...
=== Friendly warning: Parts of this series include incest between a man and his father === ***** The guilt washed over me like a bucket of icy water right as I opened my eyes in the morning. I still felt Mr. Cooper's hands on my hips. He was sound asleep and his grip on me loosened up over the night. The sunlight coming through the window suggested it was...
***All the accounts in this story are 100% true*** I. I am a married man, 30 years old, and what I'm about to tell you is my true story about how I became curious about other men. It started about 5 years ago. At the time, I was dating the woman I would later marry. We had been dating for about 2 years. She was a good, virtuous, church-going woman; a virgi...
"I know you'll leave me. You're just waiting for us to get back to Manila, and you'll leave me." Stanley was curled up in the fetal position on his berth in the compact cabin of the Bayliner 2855 yacht. He and Lance had been anchored off the Hilton Cebu Resort twin towers in the Philippines for two days, and Stanley had been drinking himself beyond pout and...
Harry Bolton had been in Beirut about a year. He was one of the more noticeable gems in the motley collection of expatriates from this or that Western country who centered our lives on the American University of Beirut for a taste of the cultures we otherwise, and for different reasons, were escaping. He was an academic from a rather vague, but obviously wea...