This is based on true events from my past. This is my second story, I wrote it because of a request from one of the responses to my first story. They said it would have been nice if I wrote in more detail what had happen in my past. It is a longer story but i hope you enjoy it, as with the first I welcome all feedback and constructive criticism. ****...
I'd been friends with Dave since junior school. When it became clear later that he was more interested in cock than pussy, nothing changed. We still hung out together and did all the things that friends do. Except he had boyfriends and I had girlfriends. We went to different colleges but ended up in New York after graduation and resumed our friendship. We...
"Suck me." "What?" I wasn't sure I'd heard him correctly. "Suck me. Suck my cock." My head buzzed for a brief moment until I realized what he was asking of me. "I...I don't know. I mean, I've never...geez. I don't know." He gripped his stiffening dick, outlining it in the faded blue Levis. From where I stood, I could see the triangular shape of the head...
It was a hot night. Even with the windows of our dorm room open, there was very little circulation. Jack was snoring away; that guy could sleep through anything. I glanced at my clock – 2 o'clock in the morning. I got up to take a piss and wipe my face with a damp cloth. My eyes had adjusted to the night and I could see that Jack had kicked off his sheet and...
My stomach was churning and a headache was starting to form just above my eyes. Nearly 20 years later, that building still gave me fits of trepidation: Bradford James High School; home of the Fighting Navajos. Of course, here's a tip for the people that name schools and figure out the mascot names: think like a high school kid. Going to school at Bradford...
I had a weird relationship with my str8 cousin. Brian was beautiful, perfect, rowed for the Leander High school rowing team in beautiful Austin, Texas. Thanks to the rowing, he had the perfect body, and by the time we were both 18, he was taking out a different girl every weekend, it seemed. Popular, smart, goodlooking? I hated him. I loved him. What's wors...
The next day was Saturday and Bob and Brenda were gone all day. When they returned that evening, Brenda was carrying a bag and she had a grin on her face when she held it up. I just about came right then and there. She has that flowing dishwater blonde hair, blue eyes, the cutest face and a body other girls would kill to have. On this day, Brenda had her hai...
Traveling 2 – Workout room and sauna I had been on the road for about three days and was staying at a great hotel. The workout room, though small, contained two bikes, two treadmills, a small weight machine and a sauna! The sauna was more like a small closet, with room for maybe four people. I love saunas, especially after riding on the bike for 30 minutes...
Jason Jones was interviewing for the position of waiter. He was 24 years old, 5' 8'', with a slim build. He had light brown hair and brown eyes that usually shone with bright good humor. But just now they were burning with lust as he began his closing interview; seated in the manager's office, his clothes all piled neatly on a nearby chair he sat before the...
I was a freshman in college when I had my first male-to-male sexual experience. Up until that point, I had never even entertained any sort of homosexual desire until it happened. It was a Friday night in October - one of those weekends when most of the guys on my dorm floor had gone home for the weekend. So after my last class on Friday I walked over to the...