"You didn't lie, Denver. That's a nice bitch." I want to run, to get away from this house and especially this man sitting on the couch a few feet away. Mr. Denver, my owner, holds my leash tightly. I'm on my hands and knees, my back arched, and my mouth open with my tongue protruding. This disgraceful position is how my master told me to greet his guest....
James closed the drapes, darkening the living room of his parents house while Brent inserted the DVD into the machine. With a press of a button, the movie started. The room was average sized. There was a beige corduroy couch with a small coffee table in front of it directly across from the covered windows. Against the wall to the right of the couch was a b...
I'm a young guy who is in most aspects straight, but I do have a bi side. I like to say I'm straight, just horny for dick sometimes. I've been writing stories about some of my experiences because I have a little spare time and it's fun. All these stories are true and happened in the last few years. --- When I was in high school I loved being surrounded by...
Since high school and continuing through his college years, Eric worked for me, during the summers. When he was in college, he even did his internship with us, here at the garden. He was a great employee, but I was ecstatic, maybe a little proud even, when he got his first job, within the profession. He found a job nearby and we talked on occasion, but he ha...
I met Kal online in a chat room for bicurious guys. He was 21, and had never had sex with guy – not unless you count the mutual jack-offs he had when he was a kid. He liked sex with women, he said, but confessed to an abiding fixation with cocks. When he watched porn, he sometimes wished he were the woman on the receiving end in cumshots, he told me, the fi...
I glanced up at the clock at the back of the class. Only a few minutes left, so I hurried forward with the closing statements of my lecture. Soon, the children would be set free from my economy lecture and let loose on the roads driving home, or wherever they went after school. Honestly, I didn't give a damn what these kids did. I ignored the hand raised in...
It was a long weekend. Memorial day weekend. My parents had planned a private getaway seeing as their 20th anniversary coincided with the holiday. It also coincided with my 18th birthday, which fell the Thursday before the holiday weekend. A quick and quiet celebration for me, and a nice long private vacation for them. I could be bitter about my lack of cele...
I was fascinated by Geoffrey from the start. It started when I read his bio on the matchmaking site. The text said he was a mature gay single man looking for connection. He was open to friends, but his ultimate goal was a committed relationship. The interests he listed were genteel and showed education and culture. His photo was "G" rated and showed a man o...
This is a true story from when I was a grad student in college hanging out with my best friend Jordan. We bonded over pot, South Park, music, and intellectual conversation. I could easily have imagined marrying him, if he were gay; he's one of the most deep connections in my life. On this particular day, at his request, I showed him how to manscape, which en...
Needless to say, I didn't expect what happened today. No one ever does I guess. I was working in my garage while the wife and kids were out running some errands. I cleaned out a bunch of things from the attic above the cars and piled the boxes near the front of the open garage. Having gone up and down my ladder with boxes (while not super heavy) all morning...