Even knowing that I would need to figure tonight out somehow, I couldn't help but smile. What an incredible night. I made myself a coffee and sat at the table, still wearing my special lingerie. I tried to focus on my posture, sitting with my shoulders back, back arched and chest forward. I crossed my legs in a feminine fashion and sipped my coffee delicatel...
Second Night in the Park I was so nervous I didn't think I could go through with it, but I followed him deeper into the trees anyway. What are you doing, John? I asked myself. This guy could be crazy -- he could be a fag-basher -- he might beat the crap out of you -- maybe kill you! Why are you doing this? Why don't you go somewhere you can actually see...
"Have you had time to read my manuscript yet?" No response. We were sitting by the pool of our house in George Town, capital of the Cayman Islands, both of us only in our Speedos. We hadn't been in our Speedos for very long. We'd come out to the pool to cool off after sex, although the sex hadn't been that heated. Collin had lain on his back on the bed, and...
I probably ought to feel worse about what we did to Jim Boomer, or rather, what we had him do to us, that last term at university, but when I start thinking back about that strange, singular semester, I just can't get around to feeling much remorse. On at least one level, he brought it all on himself. Lenny and I, old high school jerk-off buddies, had reuni...
Some of my stories are true, some have elements of truth, and some are pure fiction. This one falls into the true category and I haven't decided how much to admit yet. I keep a couple of the hookup sites on my hidden web browser. The thoughts of hooking up ebb and flow and occasionally I use the mail feature to communicate to all the guys who send smiles, w...
This is a follow up to my other story Couple's Massage. Mack's wife Stacey leaves for a weekend and I stay with him to pick up the slack in their normal sexual activities. This could probably go in a couple of different categories. I chose to go with Gay Male because the vast majority of the sexual activity is Male in Male. Thanks to CuriousKnight for yo...
By the time I reached the outskirts of Houston, the adrenaline-rush I was feeling was counter-balanced by the rush-hour traffic I was stuck in. Stop-and-go traffic---I wanted to scream! And then the rain started... OH MY GOD---WHAT IS THIS---A MONSOON?? The rain was so heavy, it was difficult seeing the brake lights of the car ahead of me. My nerves were f...
Authors Note: This story includes descriptions of both homosexual and heterosexual liaisons between first cousins. If you find either gay male sex or incest objectionable you should try another story. * It was March and I was on top of the world. I was in my second year of college and had finally adjusted to life outside the cocoon of growing up protected...
The following is a true story as told to me by a friend. Back in the late Fifties, I was the captain of a US Navy vessel, a big man o' war (that shall remain nameless). Three heavy gun turrets, a couple dozen torpedoes, several million dollars' worth of seagoing steel, and several hundred men were my command, but as the CO, I was enjoying my last cruise. I...
PREFACE: The following is, in the most part, based on a true story of how a young man was changed from an innocent youth into a cock-loving slut in one of the most dreaded prisons at that time. Those readers who have been an inmate in the old prison at Raiford, Florida might possibly identify with some of the characters in this story and will easily agree ho...