I gave Prasang the money to pay the receptionist at the front desk. They chatted a bit in Thai and she handed him the key. My hand caressed his back as they talked. He felt smooth and warm. My drunken excitement was growing. I couldn't keep my eyes off his body, I was anxious to get him alone and strip those clothes off him. He flashed me that grin, like s...
The next morning I was back at Mr. Engle's house. My heart pounded and my cock twitched as I knocked and then let myself in. Inside I found Chuck in the living room, talking with another man. This new person was older, maybe in his fifties, with white hair. He was thin with a hawk like nose. Chuck introduced him to me as Bob, a friend from work. So this was...
I sat at my computer, the little indicator of where I can start writing blinking at me constantly while I mindlessly thought of what to write. A friend of mine showed me a website called "Literaunchy," where strangers share sexual stories, fact or fiction so that other strangers can get off of it. Ingenious, I thought but it occurred to me that writing somet...
Being married my "men on men" relationships have always been limited to the odd fumble in the back of a gay cinema or in a romp in a sauna. Occasionally as I got older I answered an ad in a contact magazine, for an evening session. But I never managed to stay overnight and one of my longings was for an evening of sex, sleep and then more sex as my partner re...
By Tom Collins and Jushorny *Joel* It seemed as if Devlin were trying to be honest with me. I was wondering if he meant it when he said that he was open to the possibilities of a deeper relationship as he pulled me back down to him, capturing my lips in a slow, coffee flavored kiss. I held back a little as I thought about his words, trying hard to ignore h...
I had been playing around in the chat rooms on AFF for a while when I saw a profile pic that caught my eye. The pic seemed to be of a very fit guy with a very impressive package to boot. I saw he was still in the chat room so I sent him an IM and was surprised when he actually responded. So many of the people in these rooms are weird and will not chat with s...
I got a scholarship to a small private school to further my education after I finished high school; my family made a big deal of going to Daymare because we were poor, and no one else had gone beyond a high school diploma. Most of the kids there were pretty snobby, at least towards me, so I mainly stayed off to myself. I only had a couple of dates in high sc...
This is part of an ongoing story over multiple Categories with common characters. ***** Dave called me on the phone and asked "Are you and Lori a "thing". "What are you talking about?" I asked. "Well every time she sees you and comes back to work she's in a good mood, all happy and crap. It gets annoying after a while." I liked hearing that about Lori...
Note: story contains rough sex, dominance, and violent themes. * I've always been the type of man into really feminine boys. I like skinny little twinks who want to be fucked and roughed up by a real man. Nothing makes me harder than a pussyboy begging to ride my hard cock and moaning "Daddy" as I slide in and out of his tight hole. I'm 6'-2", solid muscl...
Ch. 11 All Tied Up 11:23am on Wednesday, July 30th, 2003. Ninety-seven minutes before I was supposed to meet Jane for lunch. After the cryptic phone call, I had been through three cups of coffee and two of my emergency cigarettes. Brian looked at me in horror when he caught me smoking. For a few moments, he looked back and forth between my haggardly face an...