My best gal pal invited me to the party at a house across town were her friends lived. They had a projector and had turned their living room into a mini theatre. Mostly I went because Charlotte and I hadn't chatted for ages and since I was only in town for a few days it was the best chance we had to catch up. We arrived together in a cab and as we were walk...
Monday morning, Jamie and DJ woke up in Jamie's bed, kissed each other good morning, and showered together. They got dressed for school, and roamed into the kitchen where Carl was having coffee and chatting with Karen, while she was preparing breakfast for all of them. "Good morning boys," Karen greeted warmly, "Did you both sleep well?" "Mom," Jamie answe...
Nick came out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist. He would have turned to go into his bedroom—in fact, he should have done that—if he hadn't seen that he'd missed with the toss of the used condom toward the wastebasket in Brandon's room. And there was the spilt condom packet on the floor next to the bed too. Brandon was laid out on his stomach on...
I could not have been in any steamier place or time for my sexual awakening. Bangkok, Thailand, in the eighties was sin city extraordinaire. Anything went there; everything was tolerated. It was a mai bin rai ("nevermind; whatever, it's OK") place, and everything was not only tolerated, but it also was on offer—and almost always for free or at a very good pr...
Chapter 2: The Party Once I was back to my dorm room I decided to change my clothes for the party at the rec. I heard the shower going in Quinn's room so I assumed he was getting ready also. I didn't want to put on anything that was too dressy so I just put on a polo shirt with some blue jeans that were pretty tight fitting. I looked in the mirror and gell...
I leant my hip against the veranda rail and drank my coffee as I gazed out over the green of the mountains and the string of houses nestled in the trees along the shore. All reflected back to me in the silver mirror that was the early-morning lake. When I'd finished my coffee I wandered back inside and into the kitchen. Hank was there, wearing nothing but a...
"Hey Brandon wanna hang out with us?" It was the girl with the weird orange hair. I couldn't recall her name. She and a few of my other dorm mates were gathered round the television in the common room. I was just passing through from the showers. "Um..thanks..er..." "Jill." she giggled. "We were just going to watch the SciFi Friday line up. Your welcome t...
The first time is always a bitch. That's what everybody tells you, and for me, the old adage keeps proving to be the case. I am a married man—23 years—with four kids, ages fifteen to twenty-one, so I'm what they call "old enough to know better." That's why when I first received an invitation to a JO party I told myself I had lived a quiet respectable life in...
This is the fourth installment in my "Cock Club" series. This is gay erotic fiction, and simply a work of my own horny imagination. Many thanks to my intrepid editor, William Burroughs. William, I couldn't do it without you. I love hearing from my readers, so please leave a comment. ***** Text Message, "In the black SUV outside terminal." I was being pick...
It began with a simple question, posed to my wife and I by some attractive couple friends of ours: If you got an invitation to a swingers party, would you go? It's not really the kind of thing you expect to be asked over dinner! Moreover, we had no idea that this couple were into that kind of thing! In any case, we weren't sure what to think at first, as we'...