It's been a while since I had my first glory hole experience on a business trip. I found one that was close to where I live, but it was just... unpleasant. It is mostly inhabited by crack heads and homeless people. Since that hasn't worked out, I make due with porn and trying to play out my gay/bi fantasies on my own. When I get the house to myself, I take a...
I encourage you to read the previous chapters to understand the characters. Feedback and input is appreciated. ————————— I was awakened by the wife shaking my shoulder and kissing me on the forehead. "How's my gay hubby doing? Did you enjoy getting fucked like a woman last night? I want you to tell me all about it. Let's go down to the cafe and you can...
I sent Steven my phone number. We had been messaging through an app allowing some anonymity. It seemed dumb now that we had met. I know that most of our time that night was spent either with my dick in his mouth or his in mine. Still it was time to stop worrying about who would find out and if I could trust him. Moments later his text displayed on my phone....
I had tried previously to get into Josh's speedos without success and this year had the same result. However, by now Josh is one of the few people that I'm 'out' to and he is kewl with it. I think it was last Tuesday that Josh lined up a night out in town with some Kiwi friends of his and he gave me the heads up that one of the guys is 'probably' gay. Ryan...
Some friends and I decided to go to party island, it's a little island out in the middle of a remote lake its very isolated and no one goes there except the horny young folks brave enough to make the hike then the row out to it. I had decided that I was going to have one last hurrah with my friends before we graduated college and headed out into the world. I...
Chapter 1: The Interview Audition for boy toy. Wanted, young twenties, low fat, little hair to serve the needs of several men for weekend get-away. Audition a must. Email if you fit the description and are interested. Must send photo. That's it. That's all the ad said. What excited me the most was the word several. Three, Four...More?!?! Being a swimmer, I...
Malcolm sat on the subway car, angry about his life. He was in his late 50s and still worked a grill at a restaurant. He had to take orders from some stupid white kid every day. He hated being ordered around by white people. Malcolm's also gay. He's had very little luck with men lately, though, because he's fat and not that attractive. He's 5'10, 230lbs, an...
I had not meant to, but I had apparently dosed off. I woke up still seated between Ben's legs at the foot of the couch. I had been leaning against his muscular right leg, with my arms wrapped around it as I slept. I let go of his leg and straightened up on the floor. I looked back over my shoulder at Ben. He only smirked saying, "Have a good nap, boy?" I no...
Buzz. BUZZ. BUZZ! Akuma rolled over, feeling the perfect numbness of sleep replaced by a throbbing and impetuous headache. Who was awake at ten o'clock on a Sunday? He grabbed his phone and checked the contact name. Fuck. "Oh fuck..." he groaned, pressing the button to answer. He knew that if he hung up or ignored that he'd just keep calling. "Hello Ni...
"Thank you," the monsignor said as I handed him down from the carriage in front of 24 Exeter Place in a quiet pocket garden not far from Victoria Station. I had told him my name was Luke, but he'd managed to go all afternoon without directly addressing me—like I wasn't wholly there. This was the first time he'd thanked me, though, and I thought there was rea...