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How I Became a Sissy Pt. 01

by Yngwhiteboi on Jan 14, 2019
Gay Male

As a young man growing up I knew that I liked both men and women, but never had much success with either due to lack of confidence. Being only 5 foot tall and very small I had never been a hit sexually. To top it all off my shoe size was 5 in the UK. I was a rocker as well, which put off most people, shoulder length brown hair always in a pony tail, ripped j...

The Farmer's Sons Pt. 04

by rae121452 on Jun 18, 2018
Gay Male

* This story has slightly incestuous scenes.* *** Autumn had just about arrived. We had had our first cold snap and now it was Indian summer, hot days with cool nights. Willy, Tate, Cleo and Harp were all working for the Sheriff now while juggling classes at the college. We had electricity and hot running water and the boys were talking about having an el...

Stefan

by perihelion on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

I always preferred the company of boys and never liked to play with girls, even as a child. I have two older brothers and everything in my home was all about three boys. It was a life of sports and typical guy stuff like hunting and fishing, climbing trees, and the things that make a macho father's chest swell with pride. I never really thought much about it...

On a String in Bangkok

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

In more recent years I look back on my mid-1970s (and then again early 1980s) Bangkok adventure and just shake my head, wondering what we were thinking we were doing then and how shallow we must have been to be so totally focused on beautiful bodies and the striving for perpetual orgasm. I think that for most of those I played with for two-and-a-half years...

The Cowboy vs Big Cock Indians

by silkstockingslover on Dec 1, 2017
Gay Male

Summary: The shocking truth of the old west finally told. Note 1: This is a special western themed story created by the lovely Black Randi. Thanks to Tex Beethoven, Black Randi, thor_p, Robert, and Wayne for editing this strange attempt. PS: Western is not my forte so please don't judge me too much on this story. Cowboys & Big Cock Indians History i...

I Turned Myself Out

by drmweaver705 on Jan 29, 2020
Gay Male

All characters are 18 or over. ***** My journey must have begun with my discovery of porn. When I was eighteen, I discovered a trove of porn magazines hidden out in the abandoned shed of a derelict and condemned house near my childhood home. This was the first time in my sheltered life I had ever seen anything like it. The magazines varied from soft nudit...

To Have a Sweetheart - David Ch. 02

by kaitslou on Sep 14, 2020
Gay Male

I woke up alone once again, but I guessed that it'd probably start being like that, an early bird and a night owl as we were, trying to accommodate the others habits. Rolling around in the bed I noticed Luke had folded up my clothes nicely from the pile I left them in, I was going to wear them anyway, what's the point? Oh well, what ever rocked his boat......

Becoming a Cocksucker: A Journey

by silkstockingslover on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

Becoming a Cocksucker: A Journey Summary: Man's journey from straight & married to loving cock sucking Note 1: Although unorthodox, this is a 2017 Valentine's Day Contest. No it's not a love story between a man and a woman, a woman and a woman or even a man and a man... it's a love story of a man and the discovery of his love for cock. No hearts and fl...

Camping with Rob

by perihelion on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

I don't particularly like camping. I did it in the Scouts, with my family, in the military and it never did a whole lot for me. So how did I end up in the middle of nowhere in a tent again? My name is Luke Cooke and I'm a twenty-seven year old corporate finance analyst. I spent two years in the Army after high school, then six years at the Wharton School of...

12 Days

by dagan732 on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

Hey all and Happy Holidays! First Day I hung up the phone and stared at it for a minute before picking up the glass of wine I was nursing through dinner and throwing it against the wall. The sound of glass shattering into pieces didn't relieve me as much as I thought it would and the thought of the chardonnay possibly staining the paint didn't help. I pic...