I: New Beginnings The gentle river filled the air with a soft "hushing" sound as it flowed over the smooth rocks. The water was cool, not unusual for this brisk autumn day. Jun dipped his hand into it, letting the water caress his pale skin. He often came here alone, especially if he needed to think, or escape the harsh troubles of reality. The serene setti...
If you've read any of my previous stories you're probably thinking "This guy is seriously gay." I'm not. As previously stated I don't find guys attractive, and have no romantic feelings towards them. Yes, I've sucked some cocks and if you read my lurid descriptions you'd think I'm some kind of "gay male whore," but my preference is definitely women. I'd...
Life wasn't easy being an openly gay senior. The teasing from idiot jocks and homophobic classmates was bearable, but nobody really seamed to like you. Being the only gay kid at school also meant no one else was into you, well at least not that you knew of. You weren't much of a pretty boy, most would say you were pretty average looking. Standing 5'8 with...
Being at university, you'd probably expect me to be knee-deep in sexual activity, but in my case things are pretty hard going. I am 18, and living in halls of residence with 7 other lads, all around about my age. The problem is I am gay, and am trying to keep it a secret from my flatmates for 2 very good reasons. Firstly, a couple of the lads are what you mi...
"They say you can survive high school. Well, perhaps not. A homage to slashers, everything Lynchian, high schools, crime and punishment, sex and conservatism, popular culture and romance, this loosely written and casually spun novella takes you into the repressed and the debauched, the murders and the laughs, the families and the friends of a good ole Amer...
I was feeling bored one night so I decided to go to a popular club (not gay) close to where I lived. I wore my tight jeans that reveled by bubble butt and jock lines and a skintight t-shirt. As usual it was packed out. Great live music, people were dancing, drinking, eating, and laughing. I worked my way through the crowd to the bar ordered my drink, found...
My name is Steve Victor. A six-foot-three, broad-shouldered, muscular and dare I say extremely good-looking young Black man currently living in Virginia. This year has been the year of changes for me. I graduated from Castor Academy, an all-male private boarding school in Boston, Massachusetts, and got accepted into Saint Theresa College. It's a private, dee...
I was at home reading when I heard a loud cry of alarm, not far from my house. It happened about 3 houses away from where I lived. When I went out to see what had happened young man of about 24 was lying by the side the road wearing a push-bike helmet. He was conscious but in the early stages of shock. Nobody had stopped to offer any assistance. I asked him...
All characters in this story are at least 18 years or older. 4 college jocks find themselves trapped in a weird but arousing escape room. They need to find a way out using intimate manners. They do not know however, that 2 of their classmates have set up this perverted game. Enjoy ;) With a soft humming, Jake woke up, his head beating like crazy. Jake gro...
The Year of Experimentation (which actually lasted a lot longer than just that one year) had all begun one lonely wind-swept and off-and-on rainy late Sunday afternoon. After what he had considered to be a moderately successful visit to his estranged family up in the city (his wife had taken the kids and left him-she was far too success-oriented for his ways...