This story takes place in a rural area in upstate New York in 1985. ... Chapter One: Unexpected. This wasn't what I was expecting to be doing today. That thought raced through my mind as I knelt in front of the young man who was resting back on my living room couch; a lad who had lived about a half mile down the road from us for his entire life, which wou...
"Hey man, you want to come to visit and stay with me a few days? My parents are taking my sister to Europe for two weeks and asked if I could house-sit while they're gone." I first met Scott when we joined the same middle school softball team. We became best friends and hung out together all through middle school and high school. We were really bummed when...
"What's good for the earth and all that." "I often wondered how that worked," the young man behind the counter of the diner just south of Santa Fe said. He was leaning over the counter, having delivered Andy's breakfast, but not all that anxious to move on. Andy was a real looker. A regular Paul Newman, but with more muscle. And the young man behind the cou...
Workout Buddies: Day 2 of Paying Off the Bet (c) 2018. All rights reserved. _____ Author's note Hi there, thanks for taking the time to read this story. Please let me know what you think. This is my second story submitted anywhere, and is a continuation of, Workout Buddies, Chapter 1, The Bet. Folks seemed interested in the first chapter, so this is the...
It started out with the two of us having a laugh. I showed Reece some photos on my phone of our mates doing stupid shit with their cocks out and he said we should go one better and pretend like we were doing gay stuff. So that's how it started and it seemed really funny at the time. Grabbing each other's wangers in the first few shots and then making it loo...
Author's note: This is a story that I submitted to another site. It was bad early work when I posted it there, but I hope I made enough improvements to make your hands wander to your nether regions while reading it. :) * My folks moved to a better neighborhood when I was 18 and in my senior year of high school. The new house fulfilled my dad's fantasy abou...
"This dollar says you miss that putt," John said, waving a crinkled dollar bill as George stands over a 6-footer. George glared at John for breaking his concentration, then re-focused and drilled the putt into the back of the cup. "Pay up bitch!" George said with a grin, snatching the dollar from John as the walked toward the 15th tee. John thought all the...
I leaned back and allowed the soft sounds of the big jet's engines to carry me away from the stress of leaving my wife and daughter behind as I started a new job. It was the opportunity of a lifetime and I thought that I had been eliminated until one evening I received a call to return for another interview. The long and short of it was that they had a posit...
When I returned from putting myself back together after experiencing the pile, I found Brian sitting primly at the Bourbon Street Pub's bar, apparently no worse the wear from the poundings he'd gotten from the manrammer and the Jamaican's own rammer and playing kissy face with yet another shorts-only dude. I pushed the dude off Brian with a "this one's mine"...
Although several bisexual experiences in my late teens and early twenties opened me up to a new side of my own sexuality, it wasn't until my late twenties that I embraced my own personal sexual revolution. I absolutely love women, but my experiences with men made me rethink who I was sexually. That's not to mean I thought I was gay, but rather that a deeper,...