Author's note: This story is also based on a request that I received via e-mail. The person making the request stated that he is French and that he enjoyed the gay life in France before moving to the U.S. He provided the fundamental story line and asked me to embellish it as the story developed. He said that he did attend college and work at a salon in Paris...
The Whole Story: Ch. 05 Dave entered his apartment and threw his clothes into the laundry hamper. His muscular body looked fine in the full length mirror of the bath. He flexed his various muscle groups. He showered and shaved, and spent time to shave his cock and balls. His ass crack and crotch were baby smooth when he finished. He dried off and returned t...
Saturday morning saw me at Dundee railway station, walking my bicycle towards the large group of cyclists which had gathered beside the Tay road bridge. This was the weekend charity cycle from Dundee to Pitlochry and back, to raise funds for testicular cancer research. There were dozens of cyclist gathered, waiting for the cycle to start. This was going to...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. * FIRST TIME I had just graduated from college and decided to take some time for myself before beginning work. My aunt and uncle lived in North Carolina and had a vacation home on Cape Hatteras. I had a standing invitation to visit and I that year I took them up on it. I had not seen t...
The next week, I decided I was going to see Professor White and Jenta once again to earn myself an A in my African studies class rather than just settle for the B in which I had already earned. I emailed Dr. White to tell him that we would meet after class on Thursday. When class had ended I followed him to his office. Dr. White poured himself a scotch and w...
"Damn Bob, I didn't know you were a faggot." It was Jim. I had known Jim for a long time, 7th grade I think. We had never really gotten along. He was more of a jock type while I had always been a regular guy. Regular guy? It almost made me laugh. Here I was kneeling on the floor with my face covered in cum, my fingers still in my mouth licking off the cum f...
My first gay experience came at the young age of eighteen with a much older man. This man was my cousin, the son of my mother's sister. I grew up on the northern east coast. He grew up in the south on a farm. We would visit most every summer. Joe was my favorite cousin. He would take me out on the tractor and taught me how to ride on the back of a flat trai...
I owe massive thanks to Melanie for her input on this one. And thanks as ever to my editor, goddess9991. She seems to be doing a good job fooling some of you into thinking I can actually write. *** I was chilling in my room at the barracks, all caught up on my classwork and passing the evening with a book, when Nicolas and Jon called. The call was more tha...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** For the remainder of the weekend we stayed naked or in our underwear. The spot was very secluded and no one passed by so we decided not to get dressed which meant we could quickly get to each others cock when we felt the urge. We zipped our sleeping bags together - made out and sl...
This is the state I was in anyway, when I had to get on the plane to come home, not feeling too sad to be doing so, remembering all of this, the whole trip, but those moments of nakedness and sex, at the beach, in the house, the three of us naked and aroused, going to bed together, too tired to sleep, tangled up in each other, laying, sitting, rolling over,...