True story! I was standing naked in the bathroom corner, forehead leaning against the wet marble tiles & my ass pushed out to meet Hemant's hand as he kept thrusting deep into my hole with two fingers well past the knuckles. Our jeans & underwear were lying in a pile by the locked door & we were both pressed up against each other. Hemant was naked too & nuz...
The pandemic is keeping me from going out and having sex with groups of strangers in public, and from having 20 or more strange men shoot their cum all over my face, which obviously isn't the best way to keep from catching something infectious, and it is even taking away my opportunities to serve my black master. So I'll write about something that happened t...
Hello again, everyone! This story is Part II of my previous story, "Earning Danny," and it focuses on, and is narrated by Steven Price, Danny's closeted ex-boyfriend. If you read my first story, he needs no more introduction, but if you didn't, I suggest you do, or else a lot of this won't make much sense to you. :D Anyway, turning away from Danny and Jak...
Content Warning: Panic attack. Chapter 4: It is only when I am walking back home and my boner has gone down -the ecstasy of my sexual attraction gone- that I start to panic. Now someone knows about me and my sexual perversion, my lust for exposing myself where anyone can catch me. I've had panic attacks before but always in the solitude of my own bedroom....
I stood there in the library's bathroom literally shaking with anticipation. I'd never in my wildest dreams imagine that I'd be standing in a public bathroom waiting for a complete stranger to come in so that I could suck his cock. Well, okay, definitely had thought about it in my wildest imagination, but I never would have believed that I would be actually...
This is a gay erotic story involving homosexual male characters and explicit sexual acts. It is fantasy, not reality. You have been warned! Stepping into the bar for the first time is a bit daunting, but with your ID in hand, and the knowledge that you are, in fact, legally allowed to be here, you find yourself forking over the five bucks to get in eagerly e...
Mr. One Fifty-Eight picks up where Chris Donaldson left off. Chris Donaldson and Justin Corvino were roommates during their sophomore year in college, which has just ended. Justin began the year by forcing Chris to suck his cock, and their daily sexual activity gradually grew into an intense, Dom/sub oriented relationship. Chris' feelings for Justin deepened...
Having a few days available this fall, and considering how easy it is to make online plans to visit a major city in another country, I took another step in my growing experience of bathhouses, recreating the 70s vibe to a fun extent, with weed, music, and poppers. Though it did take a while to find the shop with a large selection of modern popper formulatio...
In the cold grayness of winter, a bathhouse's lures are irresistible. The sliding hands and legs in the whirlpool, the warmth and full contact of the dark room, hits of rush in a porn cabin, the shared sweatiness of the steambath, soaping my hard cock at the public shower while looking at other men, wondering about who will be playing with who, so many poten...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activities are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes, I need an editor. No, I do not want an editor. Yes, it jumps around too much, yes there's too many people to keep track of, yes it's too short, yes it's too long, yes this is stupid shit, and yes, I am a horrible writer. For those of...