I met the grooms brother at my cousins wedding, we first met at the engagement party, he was across the room, our eyes met when I first walked in the door, he quickly turned away trying to avoid eye contact. I caught him a few times checking me out, I looked pretty good if I do say so myself. He was a strapping lad, he was twenty four years old, single, stra...
I had lots of friends growing up in Boston; there was so much to do. Yet, my two best friends were Rocky and Todd. We were the Three Musketeers. We were always together. With only three channels to watch, channels 4, 5, and 7, until they developed and aired channels 38 and 56, we never stayed in to watch television. We were always out playing. We all had n...
A guy I used to work with a few years ago got in touch and said he was going to be in the city for a few days and asked if I wanted to meet and catch up. So, the next week, I popped on a train and met him at a cool cocktail bar downtown. He had clearly started earlier in the day. I ordered a double Old Fashioned and about halfway through he asked me if I wou...
I suggest reading the first two chapters to understand characters and context. ————— I was enjoying a beautiful dream. I was kissing on Big Ben's muscular chest, sucking on his nipples, and was just starting to kiss my way down his smooth six pack abs when my wife woke me by wrapping her arm around my chest and grinding her pussy against my ass. "Good mo...
Author's Notes: After shopping this story around a bit I couldn't find the right editor for it so it is presented "as is". If it sucks, feel free to say so but try to be helpful with your comments if possible! This is my first story written from a male perspective (Julie and Dom started out as one, and there's a sentence I missed in there that proves it!)....
I remember my first time with a girl, I had met her through a friend and it was nice, but I wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. It was always like that. I had a lot of trouble in high school "hooking up" with girls. I also remember another night when I felt like I was stuck going to a dance with this girl - disastrous night; long story short, I w...
I had a request to write a story like this – and well the thought got me going so what the heck – here it is! By the way to all those who have enjoyed my last few stories and written to me – thank you. I apologise for some of the spelling errors and I will attempt to better proof read and spell check in the future. We are always being told in everything you...
Tuesday night and I'm finally leaving the office before my head explodes. I really need a beer tonight. As I walk to my car I can't help but think about all that has happened in the last week. I still think of myself as a straight, masculine man, but have come to accept that I do love being with another man, sucking his cock, having him fill my ass with his...
Some times, we go places we didn't intend to go, but are happy to get there when we do. That is certainly true with the way my wife and I developed sexually. We married after she graduated from college. I was two years ahead of her. I graduated and moved about 30 minutes away to my first job. We saw each other each weekend and also during the week. Sex was a...
"So first thing next day I knocked on their bedroom door to say good mornin' and one of them called out, tellin' me to come in." "This was one of the gay blokes who owned the house?" Brian asked. "Yeah. I think I was the only one rentin' a room that night." He nodded and I went on. "I walked into their bedroom and there the two of them were – the older d...