Malcolm sat on the subway car, angry about his life. He was in his late 50s and still worked a grill at a restaurant. He had to take orders from some stupid white kid every day. He hated being ordered around by white people. Malcolm's also gay. He's had very little luck with men lately, though, because he's fat and not that attractive. He's 5'10, 230lbs, an...
I went to college in the early 70's. I attended a "liberal" midwestern college in a progressive town. The townfolk had decided that marijuana was not worth the hassle of prosecution, so they decided to make it a misdemeanor ... an equivalent of a parking ticket ... subject to a $25 fine. To my knowledge, in the six years that I lived in that town, no-one was...
Less than five months from the time the Master—I no longer could think of and refer to him as the Indian doctor—had initiated me, I had four more-or-less regular sex partners dominating me. I couldn't use the word lover at that point, however. All of them were using me more for their own pleasure and needs than for mutual satisfaction. On Saturday afternoons...
"Dude...have you, uh, gotten hard at all today?" Aaron's face was red, his eyes glued to the floor as he asked. There was a pause as Mike turned a similar shade and ran a hand nervously through his short blonde hair. "No...not once. Not even when I tried," he said. Aaron's eyes darted over to the fleshlight on the counter. "You don't think it has anythin...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: While each chapter is a story in its own right, you will probably enjoy them more if you have already read the series Chris Donaldson, as well as Chapters 1-3 of Mr. One Fifty-Eight. The characters' back stories are revealed there. All characters depicted in this story are over 18. ***** The 45-lb. weight dropped on the floor with a loud t...
Okay so here's a new story. I'm a little scatter-brained at the moment and have about six different things going on JUST in my writing life. But I'll try to keep posting regularly. I hope you guys like this one and there will be future chapters of this and revolution soon. Also thanks to my editor Gbc5452, I don't thank him enough on here and I should star...
"Well, I'm definitely down to hit a bar up with you," Logan says. "As long as you don't mention that we were hanging out off set to anyone when you're filming again." The secrecy is weirding me out, and maybe it's a terrible idea anyway. I look at Logan's face. "Should we not do it then?" "No, I think that would be fun. Where do you want to go? Campus Sp...
I had just turned 19 and had been doing gymnastics from the age of 4 or 5 years old. Gymnastics builds the body up you use every muscle in training and competition and as a result, your body is lean but all muscle. When I started I was a skinny kid but years of training every day in the gym had turned me into a 13-stone slab of muscle. The girls at school wo...
When I arrived home I took a hot shower. Being with Uncle Jon all day was so much enjoyable for a variety of reasons. One was that I had a much needed and much deserved day off from work. Another and most important was that perhaps I was going to have a suck buddy to play with on occasion. Uncle Jon had been so insistent about getting together "soon" that my...
Patrick was a millennial gay, which is to say one of those people consumed by his hormones with an outlet for it on the internet. Multiple hook up apps, favorite porn sites played morning and night, a steady stream of NSFW tumblr feeds available for an afternoon wank in the toilet if none of the nudes in his Grindr/Scruff/Hornet/Jack'd/Adam4Adam, messages we...