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A Bad Boy's Love Ch. 01

by Xie_Lei on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

Piercing, dark-colored eyes; eyes that can see straight into the soul and beyond. That was what struck me about him the most when I first caught sight of him at my college. Then, he'd been surrounded by love-struck girls (no doubt mooning over him) and a couple of rich boys. I'd always liked the feel of soft, curvy women turning to putty in my expert hands,...

Sweet Spot Ch. 04

by podga on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Paul learned several things about Andy during their virtual Delfi weekend. Some stuff Andy volunteered: He'd played basketball in college. His first car had been a convertible VW Golf GTI, and he'd once gotten nearly arrested for, as he put it, "drive-by mooning." He spent a lot of time creating play lists that he then never listened to, because afterward...

The Enchanted Boy Ch. 10

by martin_x59 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Thanks for all the comments. Please remember this is purely a fantasy story, I write about things that get me excited and I'm glad to see it excites my readers too. *** Later that afternoon the sky had become overcast, Lucent was grateful for the change in the weather as his skin was starting to burn but that was the least of his problems. They had been...

Tom's Pool

by DeeBee on Sep 15, 2017
Gay Male

It was the summer after my my final year of high school when my friend Tom invited me to his place for the weekend. There was a concert on at the park down the street from his place, and I didn't have a car to get home afterward, so he suggested that we make a night of it. I wasn't much of a drinker at the time, but we managed to get a case of beer, I think...

A Change of Perspective Ch. 05

by VCHeysham on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

December 2009 James I'm idly browsing online one evening, surfing for something - anything - interesting, when an article from a gay gossip column catches my eye. At first I think I'm imagining it, but no matter how I squint at the screen, the words don't change. Simon Vermeulen, last seen crashing spectacularly at the Spanish Vuelta (a 3,000km cycling ra...

Ravens Roost Ch. 02

by sr71plt on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

I knew before we drove past it to the next lane, where we turned off to where the winery was being constructed, that I'd recognize it. And yet it caught me by surprise when I saw it, the stately manor house with the white columns that gleamed in morning light. Castleton. My grandmother had shown me faded photographs of it, of the family lounging on the steps...

Playing on the Pool Table

by sabb on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I'd seen him several times before, at Gerald's house and at literary do's. Networking, circulating. I'd even spoken to him a couple of times, when we had both been standing about in the same group talking business. He was a nice looking, rather sweet guy. He had always had a certain appeal about him, but I hadn't been looking for appeal then. I had deliberat...

Typical Office Romance Ch. 01

by BiggerOnTheInside on Sep 15, 2017
Gay Male

The lights went out. Mark looked about, rubbing his eyes. The office was empty, the cubicles abandoned for the night. He checked the time. 10:30. Josie would be angry. He hadn't called to tell her he would be home late. Mark sighed. Home. He didn't want to go home. Things with Josie were strained these days. He stayed late at the office almost every day, s...

Bi-Side Affair

by xcutestxonex on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

A half a year ago I was going through one of those stages in my marriage where my wife and I had been really distant and just not involved with each other in general. We were nice to each other and took care of all our responsibilities together but the chemistry was gone and there was no romance or intimacy. I guess it didn't help that I was preoccupied wi...

Rising to The Bluff

by KeithD on Sep 14, 2020
Gay Male

Scott Monroe reeled out of the summerhouse at the back of the mansion property on Edgehill Road in the exclusive Westover Hills section of Wilmington, Delaware. Behind him, still reclining on a bench nailed to the wall around the inner rail of the summerhouse, lay Lani Lamotte, tennis skirt bunched up around her waist, panties on the wooden boards of the str...