*** Disclaimer - the events related below occurred when I was a senior in high school. I, as well as the other students mentioned below, were at least 18 years old at the time. *** Throughout high school I was a shy kid. When I was in 9th grade, I was just 98 pounds and the only male in my class who weighed less than 100 pounds. The wrestling coach begged f...
I always sit close to the new boy on the sofa, and while I am advising and lecturing him, my hand will occasionally rest on his shoulders; sometimes gently stroke the back of his neck; then move to his thigh, first giving it a friendly squeeze then very softly, trace my fingertips back-and-forth over his inner thigh. "You know I'm not gay, right?" said the...
A small desk lamp in the corner illuminated the room just enough to give it a hazy dim glow. The Stereo played soft jazz at a low enough volume to provide a relaxed atmosphere. Rowan and I were on the bed. Our lips and tongues glued to each other. Our hard cocks were touching and twitching with excitement. We knew this time was going to be different from the...
I stared at the little blue pill in my palm for several seconds, then I poured two more Viagras into my hand. "Fuck it, this stuff doesn't really work anyway," I thought, as I threw the handful of pills into the back of my throat and chased them with a glass of water. I thought erection pills were supposed to give you an instant hard-on. It turns out they...
There is no substitute for David... Lately I have been having one of those periods many a guy will know about, when you just can't get sex out of your system and the ache goes on and on an ... I have been unable to get a full nights sleep due to the pounding there down under and me, sleeping usually on my front, am awakened by the most stiff hard-on I have...
Thirty minutes later Lance is at the door to the lounge, tears streaming down his face, Vince's heart skips a beat seeing him naked and vulnerable like that. "I-I-I'm s-s-sorry," he sobs. Vince stands up and walks over to him, he puts his arms round him and gives him the biggest, warmest hug of his life. Lance hugs back just as hard. "That had nothing to...
Joe was exhausted. He was starving, thirsty and freezing. He'd been sitting naked in the same spot for nearly twelve hours, leaving his legs and back stiff from the solid, unforgiving seat. He'd sit for another twelve if he had to. If the legends were true, and he told himself over and over with a growing desperation they had to be, it would all be worth it...
I stare into my half-empty Styrofoam cup. The coffee's grown cold. I hate coffee, and this particular coffee smells like old shoes and tastes worse, but it's the only way I can stay awake at work. I've slept five hours in the past week. I am a fucking zombie. I'm curled up in the archives in the basement. No one goes into the basement. It's even more ugly,...
This is the second part of a Chat Room Hookup that takes place the following day. The morning after my hookup with Paul I felt a little guilty for what I did but it was also kind of exhilarating. I couldn't believe I acted upon a fantasy and I justified it in my mind as a once in a lifetime action so the guilt wasn't necessary. It would never happen again....
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...