OK, so I'm a little tipsy. Dinner had turned into drinks with Sarah, Tim, and their spouses, and soon enough it was past midnight. We hadn't seen each other in a while, and what else is there to do around here? It was the Friday after Thanksgiving, well now Saturday I guess, and after two long, loooooooong, days with my parents, my sister Julie, and Aunt Ren...
I could have laughed—if I weren't a little weary and tired of the cruising—and tired of looking over my shoulder in case I saw Austin, not knowing what to tell him about having walked out on him. I'd walked the paths of Marconi Plaza park for over an hour without a bite when all it took was for me to sit down for a rest on a bench and a man sat on the bench...
The next day more of the same. Beer with Hec, stumble up the stairs. Each day I spent more time downstairs and less time upstairs trying to write. By day five, I still referred to him as Mr. Grumbles in my mind, but with affection. I even read his novels late at night. Cheesy bits but there was a taste of talent inside each bite, and the ravaging left a re...
Taking good photos is a difficult skill to acquire, especially when sex is involved. However, it isn't the resulting images that are the main attraction in my case - making pictures of sex turns me on much more intensely than looking at them. Not that looking - and sharing - them later isn't fun, of course. Using a camera at a bathhouse requires at least a...
A sequel to Beach Trips & Road Head After an hour or so of awkward silence interspersed with glances I couldn't quite read, Chad finally turned on the radio. Sounds of classic rock filled the moving car, making it slightly less awkward. I toyed with my empty Dr Pepper bottle, wishing I had another. I didn't want to stop again, having lost 40 minutes to our...
[Warning: This is a very sexually dark story. Fisting, watersports, medplay, implied body modification, chastity. My thanks to Kenji De Sade for his encouraging me to write this story after a series of conversations about chastity.] How had I come to be here? I wondered as I floated in orgasmic bliss. It had started with my impulsively writing a guy on...
I saw him from a good distance away, walking down the highway in the direction I was driving shortly after a big cloverleaf marking the intersection of two major highways. He hardly looked like an experienced hitchhiker, but that was exactly what he seemed to be doing. Not only was hitchhiking illegal on a highway like this, but I also couldn't remember the...
How did I get here? How is it I am kneeling, taking two hard cocks in my mouth simultaneously while I also have 1 in each hand, a man underneath me forcing his cock into my well moistened asshole while yet another pushes me forward to try and push his rampant member up my slutty ass as well? Was I destined, predetermined by some sex god, to end up like this?...
I decided that while enjoying my short vacation away from Boston, I should include at least one sexy trip to one of Montreal's famously sexy gay men's saunas. I am bi-sexual and I enjoyed a couple of hot flings with two different older men when I was in my late teens a few years earlier. I am told I have decent looks and I have found that my swimmers style s...
How did I get here? What happened? Did I ever think I would find myself in this kind of situation, or even anywhere close to the path that would have led me here? It's strange the kind of things that run through my head at different times. Before my first kiss I tried to remember, quickly, if I forgot my wallet at home and while I was kissing her I gave my...