What does one do when moving to a new city with a flourishing gay scene and more men that openly flirt with you in public and online? Behave, is what I did. I wanted to meet new people, make friends, but not combine them with sex. So every man that so much as openly admitted to only liking other men, was immediately friendzoned. I don't know why or what was...
The day went by with Klaus seeing about his work, and Jake just observing from the corner he had been placed. Well, it was not exactly a corner, but it definitely felt like it. On the other hand, he was free to stare at the man, and that made up for everything. He had to admit he was pretty impressed. He heard Klaus talking on the phone in a language that h...
**Note- this was originally part of a novel I was writing, and there is a REASON why eighteen year old Antoine has never masturbated before: When he was very young, he witnessed the beating of a boy for being caught masturbating by the dormitory's deacon (Catholic school). The boy then had to tell his classmates what he did and was flogged again, naked befor...
As I walked across campus back to my dorm, I tried unsuccessfully to make my erection go fully down. I was thankfully wearing a lot of clothes at this point, so at least my bulge didn't look too obscene. Once I got back to my room, Charles was finishing up getting ready for dinner, now fully clothed in jeans and a t-shirt. "Hey, wait up for me," I told him...
This is a fictional story about some fantasies I've had. All characters and events are fictional. Frank was typically a down to earth guy. He was happy in his relationship, and his wife kept things interesting in bed to say the least, but it didn't mean certain ideas didn't start looping in his brain. At 5'8" 140 lbs with brown eyes and black hair, Frank wa...
Smitten Wolfie, Drunken Boyfriend This is what I hate about Cards Against Humanity. I have the suckassiest hand, and have to play a lame as fuck card, only to pull up the most perfect card. Not like it would matter. Laurel's friends are fucking idiots and wouldn't get a clever play if it bit their basic asses. Her posse of girlfriends and attendant boyfrie...
No breakfast for me. Not yet, anyway. I've been peppering Tyler with questions all morning. My curiosity is at its peak, along with a real sense of stomach-churning excitement and dread. "I know." His hug is comforting. I feel like a little kid whose father is about to take him fishing for the first time. Can I touch a worm? Will I get sick on the boat? D...
As Marty awoke, for a blissful moment he didn't remember the events of the previous night. He didn't remember the sick, twisted things that had been done to him – that he had allowed to be done to him. That he'd sucked on another man's cock. That he'd been folded in half and fucked like a well-used slut. That he'd been paid for the entire thing, then had in...
Early the next morning, Tyler leisurely jerked his six and a half inch cock that was out of his pajama pants as he watched mediocre gay porn on his computer. He could tell from the pained look on the bottom's face that he was gay for pay. He usually avoided scenes like this, but he was feeling too lazy to find another one. He heard a knock on his bedroom doo...
Dear readers, The following story is a little different from my usual writing as it is set in a different time and place, and if you decide to read through all the chapters, you will find a few little twists that I hope will be both exciting and unexpected. With that said, please enjoy: Chapter One: Love Rides Up A light cool spring rain had begun to fall...