Randy and I kept up our meetings, sometimes weekly sometimes two or three times a week, just depended on our schedule and how horny either of us were. We always met at his house in his home studio which offered us a lot more privacy and freedom. As I had stated the massages pretty much stopped but he would still give me one when I needed one or just wanted o...
I had just turned 21 years old and every gay male who reaches that age does what every male gay or straight will do and that is to legally drink and go out and hit the bars and clubs. That day finally came in the summer of many years ago and I hit my first gay club with some friends. We were partying it up seeing the male strip show and then having shots, dr...
A hot, sunny afternoon in early August, the temperature reaching into the upper nineties, warming the skin of two young men laying poolside soaking in the sun’s rays, beads of sweat rolling down their bodies mixing with the oil rubbed into their skin protecting them from harmful rays, margaritas sitting on the table between them, and the sound of classic roc...
It had been 3 months since that strange evening took place, and while I had been glad that I hadn't met those men again, it had got me thinking. I carried on as usual, however, and didn't think to change my normal journey back from work. Then one day, as I was walking up the escalator, I caught a glimpse of a familiar face. As I hurried up the stairs and thr...
The dough was soft and stuck to my hands. I added some flour from the open container beside me, continuing to knead it. The brick ovens behind me threw heat out carelessly, bathing my back in their warmth. I wiped my brow with the back of my forearm as I tried not to drip into the dough. Some perspiration in the soon-to-be crust was inevitable, but, as they...
Mr. LaFleur was much more magnanimous about my leaving than I thought he would be. If I'd known he would take it so well—and not only that but help me find another position, albeit temporary—I would have built up the courage to part with him months earlier. It was the morning that he flogged me while riding me like a horse that I decided I could stay no lon...
I spent the night with Jake and woke up to the smell of Texas Columbian Pecan coffee. I sat up in bed and found I was alone. I threw off the sheet and realized I had slept all night in my t-shirt and levy's. I threw my legs off the side of the bed and found my docksides. I slipped my feet into them and made my way to the kitchen. Jake had his back to me and...
Round 1 Will, Bob and I had known each other for many years through college sports, nights out drinking and various other ‘guy things’. Though I knew they were gay, this had never made a difference in our friendship. We really had much more in common than we had differences. They had always respected that I wasn’t gay and had never seriously come on to me....
I sat waiting for the impending buzzer, my heart pounding in my chest as usual, my naked body covered in baby oil and thanks to the stroking by the pretty assistant, my cock stood erect and hopeful. I suppose I should start at the beginning really... "Marcus, get your ass over here." Yelled my manager. I quickly got to my feet, wondering what I'd be blamed...
The following is a true account of an encounter I had during a recent ski trip. In March of 2010, I decided to join a few friends on a ski trip in Vermont. It was going to be a weekend of skiing and drinking with many of my old friends from high school. However, on my flight out from the west coast, I ended up tweaking my lower back due to the long flight i...