This is a true story I have often wondered about. Again, it is very true, though. I know that I am bisexual. Before this episode, I had several "multi-sexual" relationships. I can't categorize this one as you will see. I often ventured out to an adult theatre between friends,. and even during the same. To wit, I have long ago recognized that I was bisexua...
As the three guys walked into the room, I could tell they were already excited thinking about what plans I might have in store for them today. All three had cocks standing at attention but they knew they would not yet be allowed to do anything to relieve some of the pressure they were already feeling. Paul was our newest member to this little group and he w...
As always, this story is completely fiction and any likeness to real events or people are completely coincidental. My stories contain a lot of detail and dialogue so if you're looking for a short to the point story this is not for you. If you looking for a story that contains suspense, drama and adventure than this is it! This chapter contains an extreme sit...
"Morgan? You asleep?" Dallas asked me while looking ahead at the road. I was laying back in my seat, staring out the passenger window at the trees whizzing by. It was a hot summer night and we had driven down to Detroit to watch a Tigers game. We were headed north to home, almost a 4.5 hour drive. I'm not sure why I didn't answer him. I pretended to be as...
I awoke to the sound of Frank's gentle snoring beside me. My eyes flickered open and I was able see that morning had arrived. The light now drifting in around the curtains was brighter than the streetlight could provide. I looked over Frank's shoulder at the alarm clock; 8:39am, Saturday morning. What a fucking night! I lay there quietly thinking about all t...
All the euphoria from lunch evaporated in the split second it took Dillon to get from the school to his car, only to be replaced by raw fear. He peeled out of the parking lot, not caring that his tires squealed or that half the school probably heard it. He had to get to Jamie. He was out there, in the cold, alone, and grieving for his best friend. Dillon dr...
I know, I know. I haven't posted anything here for over a year, but part of my nature is to be lazy when it comes to these things. This story is one of transformation; some might say corruption, so let's compromise and call it a corruptive transformation of a younger man by an older man, or maybe it was the corruption of an older man by a younger man, who kn...
It was 1970 and I was a nineteen-year-old college student in England enjoying a weekend of bondage sex at a country farm house with my new friend Gary and with Malcolm the home owner, a dominating retired military man. ***** I dozed for the next half an hour or so, only half listening as the guys reminisced about old times and old friends. I was cozy and w...
Hello everyone! So sorry it took me a month long to get this out then I expect had personal issues come up. But I am back and here is part 3! Part 4 will hopefully but out shortly! Thank you everyone for your kind words and support they mean everything to me! Enjoy, L. Darling ***** I awoke Friday morning and my body was tense, a warmness had settled...
To understand my relationship with Bill and Stephanie, please first read my story titled, "Poker Night with Friends." Then come back and read this series of stories in order. It will all make sense and tie each story together. This story contains gay male content. If this does not interest you, please read no further. ***** After laying there for a few min...