I arrive home from work at about 10 pm that night. Exhausted from doing all the catch up paperwork from the day. My wife is already in bed with the door closed. Everything is quiet and I assume she is sleeping, when the noises begin. At first it is just my wife's moaning, then it is the familiar sounds of the bed creaking, then rocking. My wife's moans are...
I was so looking forward to a good night's sleep. I'd put in an extra four hours' overtime to help catch up on that fuck-off great pile of testing that was due to be reported on Monday, and was feeling pretty drained. Whilst there wasn't exactly a lot of heavy lifting to be done in the lab, I did spend nearly all of my time on my feet. It was just as well th...
It took every ounce of willpower Aaron had to not jump right on top of Gus and ravage him immediately. He'd done that Thursday, after all, in a Bass Pro fitting room, of all places, and was still carrying some regret over giving in to his desire that evening, even though he enjoyed it immensely. Aaron, quietly walked outside, grabbed a beer from his truck,...
My buddy Rick had been living up north for several years and had decided to move back to the town where we both grew up. I myself had moved back years earlier and had bought a good-sized house. He had asked me if he could move in with me until he got settled. I was hesitant at first since we really hadn't had much contact until I found him again on social me...
Bathhouses are places with thousands of years of history, yet are extremely easy not to notice, unless someone is looking. That such places have existed is common enough knowledge, whether awareness of Roman decadence or when reading about certain Middle Eastern baths intended for men only. When there is a place where naked men can enjoy having anonymous sex...
A couple of days had passed since Gyllen's fellatio fiasco in the Monster District. Though he may have looked like a sweet young man from the outside, behind closed doors he was slowly but surely turning into quite the little tart, replaying the scene over and over again in his head while he masturbated for the following nights, thinking about the exotic non...
Alien dust. It gets everywhere. It penetrates despite the best insulation science can devise. Cycling into the dome through the airlock from the crawler I feel the intimate rub of its familiar dry grittiness on my skin, that same urgency to cleanse it away. Once inside I head direct for the bath-unit. It's already in use. But I can hear the water tapering of...
I don't remember the first time I thought about men as sexual partners. I knew I wasn't gay because the sight of a naked woman definitely turned me on, but for some reason I would have thoughts of naked men and not just any men.....Black men. I am not real sure where the thoughts came from, but they were pretty vivid. I had watched a lot of porn when I was...
Background: Mark and I are active, vibrant retirees in our mid 60s. We enjoy many activities, both together and separately. Each of us has a "Bucket List" of things we want to do. We are alone, but we aren't lonely. Even though neither of us has close ties to our families, we don't let that stop us from living our lives. You might think of us as Doc Blancha...
This is my first non-fiction story. It actually happened this past July in San Diego. It was one of the best experiences I have ever had with a man, albeit non-coital. Anyway, enjoy! The cab had pulled up to his building. It was a huge, white stucco place with an outside security gate. I had dialed him again to let him know I had finally arrived. He buzzed...