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First Time Black

by curiousonesocal on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

While surfing the M4M area rooms, week after week, I finally met someone who seemed to be my “type” of guy. However, in chatting with him I discovered we were not compatible to meet, but I asked him about his area experiences. One question I asked was if he had ever gone “black.” He not only told me about a very pleasurable experience he had with a divorced...

Kevin All The Way...

by alexcarr on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I guess when I first met Kevin after chatting on the internet I could never ever have imagined just what a wonderfully perfect relationship would occur between us. He was lovely and from the first time we talked, sat in his car in the local Zoo overflow car park, we seemed to hit it off. It was not hard for me at all to handle him as our conversation progr...

Gary Checks Out a Super Eight

by peeder_exposed on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Even though he was nearly five years my junior, Ken was still my boss. That's why I didn't object when the motel he selected for the two of us to spend the night on our sales trip to Indianapolis wasn't exactly what the truckers call a "flop box" but hardly five star accommodations either. It was a Super Eight in Plainfield, Indiana. After the sales confer...

Breaking in Kirk

by i8mym8 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

It's a hot Saturday afternoon and I'm driving home from work. Just past the train station I see a kid hitch-hiking. I recognise him. It's Kirk, a boy who was on the local under-15 basketball team when I was assistant coach a few years back. He must be 18 or 19 now. He looks a bit like one of those skater types – long blond hair under a baseball cap, shapeles...

Initiation of a Novice

by trevorm on Aug 29, 2017
Gay Male

I spot you in a bar with a group of friends -- wives, girlfriends, boyfriends, husbands - at a table near mine. You're all laughing, having a good time. Friday night is always like that, the end of the week, time to relax with friends, a few drinks, no work until Monday. A lovely, jovial ambiance. I catch your eye and I can tell by the way you look twice a...

Tom, Marcus and Bookstore Ben 3 Way

by THoward95th on Sep 23, 2019
Gay Male

This is part of an ongoing story over multiple Categories with common characters. ***** "Ding!" Marcus? No, Ben. Ben – "What's up Tom?" Me – "Not much. You?" Him – "Free time. Want to hang out?" Me – "What do you have in mind?" Him – "Beer and blowjobs? LOL" Me – "Have someone coming over in bit." Him – "And Ben makes three?" Me – "Hang on." I t...

Blissfully Hooked Ch. 04

by adjoaq on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Kyle Parker vs. Aaron Hunter Dedicated to MADISONKAI Acceptance! *** As Aaron dished his food in the kitchen, he couldn't keep the goofy smile off his face. Kyle brought out that in him. Made him forget about his problems and just...be. In a way, though it had hurt to find out, he was grateful to whichever forc...

Avery's Desire Pt. 10

by Chancem77 on Jan 30, 2018
Gay Male

Avery and Rick arrived back at the apartment around ten that night. They were both pretty tired, but also excited. Their first date had gone perfectly, even despite Avery being nervous in the beginning. They decided to go to TJ's steak house and buffet. It was a favorite of Avery's but a place that he rarely had the chance to go to. It wasn't overly expensiv...

Working at Home

by STLwriter on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

The homeowner impatiently tapped his foot on the floor, looking at the clock on the wall, and then by habit looking at his wristwatch. It was already 7:30 in the morning. A man like himself wasn't much of a morning person. In fact, he would have preferred to have slept in today and just snore from morning till noon. But no, he had to be up early today. Today...

A Weekend of Servitude

by HerLittlePiggy on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Thank you Susurrus for the help editing this monster. ***** Richard Michael Quail, Rich to his family and friends, Mr. Quail to his associates and adversaries, sat quietly at the round high top table beside his sexy, buxom wife and sipped on a fine 18 year old single malt scotch. They were both well dressed: she in an expensive blue designer dress which d...