Here I am sitting alone on the banks of the mighty Mississippi contemplating diving in and ending my miserable life. At the tender age of twenty-two years old, I had fallen from being on top of the world to being at the bottom, with no hope in sight. I was born the son of wealthy parents, with my father being the head of a fortune 500 Company, and my mothe...
The next morning Mr. Castle had a car pick Nicky up at his apartment and drive him to the tanning salon in Beverly Hills. When he arrived, he walked up to the front desk where a very attractive older woman with brunette hair in a ponytail and big tits was sitting. "Hi, my name's Nicky," he said. "Mr. Castle sent me here." "Ah, yes," she said with a sligh...
Derek leaned against the metal railing as his grey eyes passed over the crowded cafeteria. With the entire population wearing the same uniform he had to focus on faces in order to differentiate each inmate. His gaze paused once it reached a particular table, and a small smile tilted his lips. It was the color of his hair that made him easy to spot. It look...
The human struggled in his binds, trying to break the rope tied around his wrists and around a thick wooden spear impaled into the ground. Sweat dripped over his naked frame as the cool night air kissed his tan skin. His muscles flexed as he moved, the toned canyons and valleys tensing and relaxing as he tried to break free. A fine looking black hair traile...
It was raining hard in Newport. Otherwise Sandy wouldn't have come to his club to do his running that morning. Sandy taught sailing at the nearby U.S. Naval War College, and at his age—he was pushing forty-eight hard—he had to work extra hours to keep in shape. So far, running ten miles a day had helped keep him hard, but Rhode Island wasn't the best place t...
Patrick was a millennial gay, which is to say one of those people consumed by his hormones with an outlet for it on the internet. Multiple hook up apps, favorite porn sites played morning and night, a steady stream of NSFW tumblr feeds available for an afternoon wank in the toilet if none of the nudes in his Grindr/Scruff/Hornet/Jack'd/Adam4Adam, messages we...
Last fall, when I was starting my graduate studies at NYU film school, I found myself sexually frustrated and unhappy with the guys I was meeting. The sex was OK, but nothing really special. I think that's kind of understandable because, after all, we were mostly all in our early 20s and not very experienced. Plus, if I was to be really honest, the guys I me...
I was always a follower not a leader, preferring to be told what to do by those more assertive than I. In school I'd been a well-behaved boy who never disobeyed the teachers and at work I was always happiest when being given direction; I yearned for approval, especially from older men. After losing my virginity with a bang as soon as I got to college in 197...
It was nearly 3:00 PM on a Wednesday. The year was 2003. The place was Los Angeles. The city of angels. The city of dreams. The city of sin. Nicky Robinson stood outside of the tall downtown skyscraper. He was eighteen years old and he looked it. In fact, he looked very young for his age. His face was smooth and boyish and his sandy blonde hair only added t...
*Hi readers! All characters are 18+ the part in the beginning is only a flashback. This story is slightly confused, but I think it belongs in Gay Male because though my main Character, Kip, has some elements of the feminine persuasion, he still identifies as Male, and all of the sexual encounters in this story are basically gay encounters with some unusual...