David and I have been friends, best friends, since our military days when we were in our 20s. We shared many things, including women, in those days and our friendship stayed strong after we were discharged. I moved to California, he to Texas. But once a year we got together on some acreage in Colorado that belonged to my family. It was our male bonding week...
My ex and I had broken up 6 months earlier on good terms. He had always planned to retire at the age of 62 and buy a villa on a gay resort in Gran Canaria in the Canary Islands. We both knew this would be the case when we started seeing each other 18 months before, and although he had tried to persuade me to move abroad with him, I was still in my early 20s...
The following story is 100% true and was the beginning of my adventures... I guess it all really started when I was 18 and a senior in high school - some friends and I came across a duffle bag in an alley that was filled with porn magazines (this was pre-internet). In the bag were both straight and gay porn mags of which my friends and I went through. We...
I had been looking forward to the weekend at the retreat. It was advertised as a comfortable guest house with large well maintained gardens and close to a mature woodland which had a small stream running through it. I had been stressed at work and also getting over a bitter divorce and was needing a break so I could recharge my batteries. I was fifty five...
"You're gay, aren't you?" It wasn't a question; it was a matter-of-fact statement. I wasn't sure what to say, so I answered with a question: "Are you?" "I asked you first," Art replied. He grinned at me, as if he knew. For as long as I have known him, he was incredibly perceptive. I sat on the couch opposite him admiring his beauty. He was fairly tall...
After that, we had our morning breakfast. The whole breakfast was filled with tension. As I was eating with him, I could still taste his cum in my mouth. He seemed calm while eating his breakfast. I could not control myself as I couldn't release myself this morning. For the entire breakfast, I had a huge boner. I think he realized the fact that I was feel...
I had a funny feeling walking out to the job site from the hotel the next morning. And, it wasn't just because I was afraid that my formerly tight asshole would leak a bit of cum and hot tub water when I walked so I was walking slowly and deliberately.. That wasn't the funny feeling, it was more of a feeling that things had changed between myself and the wor...
* This is a fantasy of mine and involves some forced sex and is written in a looser style than you may be accustomed to. I only mention that for those who may not be interested in male - male action and were expecting the next great novel. Let's get started.. There's nothing worse than coming home and finding water in your basement from a clogged sewer d...
This is a fantasy that involves male-on-male action and forced sex. If you're not into that please move on. It isn't meant to be a great work of literature, it's meant to be a silly fantasy of mine. I think I have a problem. I'm always horny and wanting to fuck someone or to be fucked by someone. Is that normal? I sometimes wonder about my life; is it getti...
Editor's Note: story contains nonconsentual themes. * Let me introduce myself, my name is Alex, I am a 21 year old skinny white boy with a high school degree still living with my parents at home. I work at the local grocery store. The reason for my failure in life is my uncontrollable addiction to porn and masturbation. Every time I finish my work I quickl...