At 8:00 pm I texted John to see if he still intended to come over after work. Straight guys can be a little weird after having their first gay experience. Some question their masculinity and some are still homophobic. To ensure his return to my house, I mentioned I still had a few questions about the truck. As I waited for John to reply, I began to remini...
Revised version copyright 2008 by the author. AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is another one of my former magazine stories, long out of print, back now in a polished-up version. This story is about me and Ted. Ted is my regular massage therapist, and also my good friend. It just goes to show how the Internet has changed life, because I probably wouldn't have met him a...
I now understand that my subconscious was miles ahead of my "surface" brain on knowing what I wanted. Male models apparently are as justly characterized as thick brained as female models are reputed to be. There was no blame to cast; I'd seen the Egyptian doctor (if he really was a doctor) work the young men on the gym floor and in the shower room. There was...
Ever since I saw my first Monday Night Football game when I was ten years old, I have been an obsessed football fan. And during football season, my Sunday afternoons are spent at the local sports bar – cheering and screaming with everyone else. This is certainly a typical Sunday afternoon for most heterosexual American men, and in many ways I am a typical g...
I was in my final year of university studies. I was 21 at the time, 6 ft 1 tall, slim, and sexually pretty inexperienced. I'd had one girlfriend and we'd had sex a few times but the relationship didn't last. Despite my inexperience, I was horny, as I guess all lads that age are. Masturbation was an outlet I really engaged with. I also loved being naked, but...
It was the first month of my graduate school, and it was my turn for the "introductory" evening with my Logic professor, Paul Hollings. When I'd asked someone who'd taken his class the previous year what the proper attire for such an event was, he had just given me a lopsided grin and said, "For a handsome guy like you? I'd suggest very bulky clothes." He h...
Five o'clock was here and none too soon. This particular Tuesday had been a madhouse at work. Working at my computer terminal, answering the phone and talking to colleagues, often all at the same time, had taken its toll. My back and shoulders ached, and, to make matters worse, I'd overdone it at the gym during lunch hour on Monday. In a word, I was sore. T...
By the time I see Jim at weekends I am at truly craving for him hook, line and sinker. That's how I think of him actually and he well knows it and I love him so much. I am 'hooked' on him, love to feel his 'line' and especially his 'sinker' when he gives me the deep fucking I have been waiting for all the week. We have a meal which I have cooled 'specially...
I've gone to massage therapists off and on for several years for a reoccurring back problem. I'd always felt incredibly comfortable with the guy I'd been going to for some time. He was very handsome, with think strong arms and massive hands. I'd always felt a bit of sexual tension between the two of us but, even though he might brush his well-packed crotch u...
Criticism much appreciated, this is a rewrite of Brian's Fuck and have changed the title as you suggested. * I felt Brian's fuck like I knew I would. He was a big guy and I just knew when we did foreplay it would hurt first time, but the fact is I wanted it and I wanted to share the experience with Brian who I trusted implicitly. He took me nicely, gently...