Of course I was nervous, I had modelled before, but not often, and always for a class. This was private. And for a guy. He said he wanted to take to draw me with an eye to producing a series of paintings. We arranged to meet, in a cafe near his house. I already had his address. We had a quick coffee, managed some moderate sized conversation, and went to his...
The sun had just come out when I finally could make out what was happening in the apartment building across the street. I gasped when I saw the actions taking place. By the window I could see the man who I've met on occasion, his name is Gavin. A nice old man with a nice sturdy body. He was by the window head back in the sun as another older man who I've nev...
Scott and I had grown up together, we were born just one week apart, we lived in the same street just two houses away from each other to be factual about it all, we went to pre-school together, to primary school and then onto high school. We were the best of mates, we were like that weird pair that always knew what the other was thinking. Growing up Scott a...
This isn't a straight-up gay fuck story - it's a continuation of a gay pairing between two elderly gentlemen which runs to about three pages. So don't expect wild excitement and rampant action so much as excited anticipation and newly discovered pleasures. But...this being part three, the action is going to pick up more or less where it left off! Of cou...
The drama department's bulletin board was plastered with sign-up sheets for auditions. Tristan's eyes flitted over his options, skipping anything directed by undergrads. He had limited time this semester as it was his last year at school and he wanted to build a strong portfolio of successful shows before graduating. He found one bulletin that listed the dir...
Many thanks and gratitude to HardAssLioness for her insightful editorial suggestions. Uncle Steve had an auto accident and broke both his legs. My mother, his only sister and nearest relative, went over and took care of him every day. His casts ran from his feet all the way up to his crotch. With help, he could walk, barely, just far enough to get into th...
As a young man, I had discovered many men went to public restrooms and masturbated while other men watched. Often times this was done through peep holes in the walls separating the stalls. Older restrooms would not have doors to the stalls. Sometimes men would masturbate at the urinals. I knew some men would play with another man's penis, either jacking him...
A 13th Century Tale from the Middle Ages. The story is about a man named Delbert, a woodsman by trade who lived on the edge of the forest in a humble cottage. At the age of 35 he still was not married and had no intentions of ever doing so valuing his independence and freedom. Delbert was a man's man, a loner who was happy cutting wood in the forest which...
"What the...?" I came to, naked and tied to a chair, blindfolded. What had happened? I remember walking into my apartment and closing the door, and then...nothing until now. I could hear movement around me, one...no two people at least. Before I could say anything else a knife was pressed to my throat. "Where is the money?" "Wh...what money?" "Don't fuc...
How much I love the smell of Ivory Soap mixed with the musky scent of my dad. Takes the white bar from my dad's outstretched hand, grasp it tightly, so afraid of dropping it, making him think that I'm trying to be some sort of shower stall cliche'. Problem is, this is exactly what's going through my mind. I want him, wish he would ravage me, take me in his...