This is a story about my first time having sex with a black guy. I had a few experiences before this, so I was pretty good at sucking cock by this time. It all started when I went to an adult bookstore. While I was there, I went into a booth to view a movie. The booths had holes cut out in the walls, which I later found out they are called "glory holes." I...
This is a true story. Last year I was in Europe on business. I had a weekend free there and I had a recommendation from a friend who'd been before to visit a sauna. Not anything seedy you understand; it was a proper upmarket spa sort of place, with saunas, pools, steam rooms, massages, and so on. I'd never been anywhere like that and I was getting bored so...
Mike glanced at his watch outside of him home, seeing it was six am, thoughts came out as he started to walk, thinking this is a beautiful warm day. He went for a walk. day, and it will get warm threw out the day. Being sixty-five years old, in good shape from the gym is a good thing, but I still smoke cigarette and marijuana. Everyday I still think of my de...
I awoke two days later after having been washed, cleansed and oiled while I was out following my and Stephen's adventure. My skin was tingling from the oils they'd used. I was naked under the blankets in the low light of the fire. Outside the wind was again howling, which I would learn was a near constant reality at this altitude. Apparently my recovery from...
The Club The Gay Spider Strip Club opened its brass handled doors on a cool November Saturday at 4PM. Sage needed to make six hundred tonight, or his cat Pickles would be killed. He rolled his 2009 Camaro over the puddled parking lot at 3PM, he felt extra naked from his Brazilian waxing earlier. In a jean and Garfield t-shirt, he carried his thong and leggi...
Running a club is not easy. You need the right DJ playing the right music, the right lighting and sound systems, the right decoration; all of which will hopefully combine together to attract the punters. What you don't need is druggies, drunks, troublemakers and gays. Not that I have anything personal against gays but they tend to take over any club that t...
Jonathan Beckham has been my best friend since 3rd grade when my family moved into a house in a small neighborhood in a little town just outside of Tulsa, OK. He and I live about 6 blocks from each other and have biked or walked to each other's houses for years. Now we are both 18, finishing 12th grade. We both drive beater cars and work part-time jobs. This...
My days were a bit of a blur. I had experienced more in the past few weeks in that good old dorm than I would have ever imagined. It was such a rush exploring my sexuality with Tom. And I was far from finished! I found myself walking around in a perpetual semi hard state from the flashbacks of Tom's hard cock, and the showers of cum I had received from givi...
Chapter 11 The motion-sensor lights on the house had flicked on when I drove up and headed down the driveway to the big barn in back. Daniel looked puzzled when I jumped out and threw open the big double doors, but then he caught on and climbed into the driver's seat and pulled in. I closed the doors behind us, locking the Passport in the barn and motioned...
(Intro) This is a continuation of "Patti Cake"... Where it seems our heroine Dale Horn has been duped again by his Mother and girlfriend... They wanted him to experience the gay way of life and with the help of his two mentors -Darren and Dean -- our friend Dale went up to the fishing lodge for the weekend where they all had a gay-old-time... This is 100...