I don't really regard myself as a writer, but a few years ago, when I was in school, I always got good marks for my written English. So, as I have a story to tell that a few people might be interested in, I thought I'd try my hand at telling about my short life so far. I'm gay. Please don't ask me why. I think I know why but I'm not certain. I can be quite...
1. I'll admit I always had an interest in muscularity in men. A friend of mine -- he's a psychologist -- told me that it was natural. He said everyone, whether male or female, straight or gay, is attracted to rounded parts of the body: the breasts, buttocks, and the rounded limbs of the bodybuilder. But none of this explains my interest in penises. And, al...
Pelaam(c): August 2007. Vidarr stormed into the small town with the rest of his raiding party. Everyone separated to cover more ground, yelling loudly and swinging either axe or sword. Vidarr powered towards a medium-sized single story dwelling. He crashed through the door as it gave way under his axe's blows and the big man bellowed as loudly as he could....
Two hours after the school board hired me, I sat with my new principal in his office. "Jeremy, I'm glad you decided to call me. I just wish you'd done it sooner so we could talk." "It's like I said, no point in bothering you until I completed the courses I needed to teach in Georgia. I still don't understand why I had to take those extra classes if I didn'...
"Josh, what's wrong?" I walked over to him. His face was red and streaked with tears. I pulled him into a hug and turned to Robert. "What's going on?" "Mel called while y'all were out. She told me wanted to see Josh. I refused. I told her she hurt him enough the first time she left and I wouldn't let her do that again. She told me to expect a call from her...
What can I say? I've been a sex fiend since I was young. When my parents would leave me alone while they went out to eat, my little butt would be running around the house naked as a jay-bird looking in every single crevice imaginable of my parent's house to find something porn or porn type. Sometimes I would strike gold, sometimes I wouldn't. Once or twice...
I had known Stan all through high school. We were not friends but acquaintances. Early in our senior year we had eaten lunch at the same table. It was all guys who talked about guy things-sports, girls, politics. I knew that he was conservative as we both discussed how we were going to vote in our first election as we were both now eighteen. Stan got on my n...
*This story is the second installment of the "My Teenage God" series. Hopefully of many* *This story is a fantasy based on dominance and muscle in an older-younger gay setting. If this doesn't sound appealing to you, then don't read any further. All characters and story-lines are purely imagined and not based off any true facts* _____ I lay on the floor o...
Diego had driven himself home, but it was well into the afternoon when he finally arrived. His wife, Suzanna, met him at the door. "You know I was about to call the police." The light-skinned Hispanic woman was holding a cup of coffee while wearing a bathrobe. She stood at nearly the same height as her husband, staring down the former Master Sergeant. "I'm...
The clock buzzed loud and I jerked up from my pillow. I turned it off and laid there. I didn't sleep good at all with my throat still sore from that 11 inch dick that buried itself down my throat. It was all because of Quinn. I hated him, I hated what he had he had done to me. I wanted to tell someone but I was too scaried that Quinn might find out and do mo...