Our team looked great that first day of rowing practice. All eight of these studly guys rowed in perfect harmony as I barked orders with my bullhorn in the coxswain's seat. We rowed for four hours, took a break for lunch to discuss strategies, and then hit the weight room in the afternoon for a couple hours. In the weight room, we split up into groups to li...
This was my first time. Yes I had given a few blow jobs. Yes, I had been taken from behind just once or twice. Or once or twice more. But I had never found anybody before that wanted to tie me up and use me for bondage sex. I stood quietly without moving. My feet were about a shoulders width apart. I was taking short shallow little gasps of air as I waited...
Author's Note: This is either a tentacle story in the gay section or a gay story in the nonhuman section. To write I used a talk to text program that isn't always accurate. If you like my work, please consider helping me edit so I can publish the dozens of backlogged stories in this series. World War T is a series of independent, vaguely interconnected stor...
There's an old expression: to be "on a promise". It was used a previous generation to denote that a man had an arrangement with a woman that the next time they met she would allow him to have sex with her. Something similar existed between 18-year-old me and my driving instructor, Ronnie. He was chubby, and had a lot of dark hair: he described himself as a...
Every hair on John's body stood up when he heard the door close in the other room. But then, that's a normal reaction when you are about to experience what is to be an extremely intimate and unfamiliar activity. A few moments later his whole body jumped when he felt someone grasp his ankles and pull his legs apart pair and climb up on the gurney between them...
He stands in the doorway for a moment, looking at me with a lopsided grin that I'm not sure what to do with. He's handsome enough, a day of stubble, broad shoulders, perhaps ten years older than I am. He stands aside and motions for me to come in. "I just got out of work, you showed up a little quicker than I thought," he says. "Cool," I say. It's the onl...
When we got into the bedroom, Joe pushed me down onto his bed and reached for my pants. He grabbed the waistband and yanked them down to my knees, unleashing my stiff pole to the open air. Without bothering to pull my pants the rest of the way off, Joe quickly leaned in and touched my throbbing cock with both his hands, as if exploring its texture. His hands...
John sat in the car quietly as Scott drove them to their destination, dinner and drinks with Scott's friends. John was in uncharted territory here. He'd never met these people, never imagined his relationship with Scott would ever go beyond Scott's own home. He felt fairly certain this was a mistake, but a part of him couldn't deny that he wanted to do this....
I don't see any shame in admitting bisexuality. The truth of the matter is, I find women attractive, and sex with them highly pleasurable. In fact I'm thinking about them and it most of the time, like most guys. But recently, and essentially through my exposure to more, harder and more varied porn I started to wonder. And then I started to really think ... a...
I was at home. Finally alone I popped a tape in the VCR. I had been filled with a sexual tension lately and was gonna do something about it with the house empty for a few hours. On the screen a blond woman was being fucked by a hard bodied stud with a huge cock while a petite Asian girl squatted over her face. The blond lapping up at the shaved pussy above...