My name is Raj. I was born in the US into a conservative Indian family. By the time I turned 18 in August of 2004, I had not yet had any sort of sexual experiences. I did find that quite a few girls had taken a liking to me, especially Indian girls, but the fear of getting kicked out of my house pretty much forced me to focus on school and keep away. I wasn'...
Don't believe in stereotypes, they're not worth anything! If anyone tells you different, don't believe him or her. Just ask me. My name is Kelvin Monpoint, and I'm a brother with a story to share with you. I hear a lot of trash talk about bisexual men in the Black Community. As an openly bisexual man of Haitian descent, I find all that crap ridiculous. Serio...
It was a warm spring day, on a Saturday afternoon, and Danny was bored and horny. He'd been looking at gay porn and edging his cock all morning, working his cock up hard until the head was leaking and his balls got tight, only to let himself grow soft again, over and over. Being in his mid-twenties, he was always horny. And even though he considered himself...
"Extra! Extra! Read all about it! National Nude Day cancelled!" Shouted the newsboy, "President declares Nude Day just another Hump Fest!" He continued. "Extra! Extra! Read all about..." He kept shouting. "I'll take one of those." I said, as I handed over the quarter to interrupt his triad. "Gee thanks. You're real generous." He sneered. I gave him one o...
1 "Phil?" my wife yelled up the stairs, the words I dreaded every Saturday morning since Spring had arrived. "Are you going to try to find my dishes today?" "Sure babe," I replied, not looking forward to wading through all the junk in the garage, looking for some special family china in one of dozens of look-alike boxes. We said our goodbyes and she left f...
"Do you have your knife?" Goron asked his brother, Joseph. The brothers were both good looking young men, bronzed by the sun from time spent working in their fertile fields and grown tall and muscular on their land's produce. But they were ambitious also. And eager for wealth, and to show their strength. And on this special day, the two young men had oiled...
"Prince Rupert," I said, rising from my seat at the outdoor patio of the American Bagel and Coffee Company Café. I hadn't seen him approach with his coffee in one hand and a bagel on a plate in the other. I'd been watching a young man enter Vaduz's Kunstmuseum square, look around, and then indirectly move toward where I was sitting. I wasn't at the café by a...
I am a runner. As a 70 something male I work hard to stay in shape. I am also bisexual. I still enjoy the bottoms of men and women, and on occasion, let both fuck mine. What do these have to do with each other? Let me explain. I live in Indianapolis, Indiana. We have a fabulous running trail on an old railroad right of way called the Monon Trail. I am on th...
My mouth was filled with warm, throbbing cock-flesh, but my gaze was trained on Sparkle-Eyes. I wasn't staring at him really; it was more surreptitious glances now and again. He was sitting a few feet away watching me suck his men's cocks with a bemused expression on his face, a wistful look in his eyes. That he was going to miss me when he handed me over...
It's Friday evening and I am setting in front of my computer. Naked. That's right, bare assed naked. Don't tell me you never do this. I have just spent the last 30 minutes admiring the action on some of my gay community sites. Sure I have a hard on, wouldn't you if you were slowly stroking your cock for half an hour. I'm six foot three and weigh 210 pounds,...