Occasionally, I like to write fictional gay stories. An element of non consent in this one. *** My first mistake was the visit to the sauna, my second was to accept David's invitation home, but I was naive, and I'd enjoyed the sex. I was eighteen, and had struggled with my sexuality, that was until I met an old school friend who had, I suppose, seduced m...
Lucky me. My company's annual convention was in Vail, Colorado this year. My family had been planning a winter ski trip and I thought I'd take the chance to scope out Vail as a possible site. The convention was scheduled so that we attended meetings through lunch and had the afternoons to explore the town, ski, or network with fellow employees. As it turns o...
I was sitting in a rental car outside a large Queen Anne house. The rental was something small and economical, I hadn't really had the inspiration to look for something I'd enjoy driving, so I picked one of the unfamiliar models with a nasally whine to it. The house was very familiar though. Very little had changed about it since the first time I'd seen it,...
Sasha Marin sat and stared at the six men around him. Each of them were either laughing, drinking beer, or watching some television. They didn't seem to care much what Sasha was doing, even though he was their prisoner. Then again, the skinny, five foot two brunette was no match for the six muscle bound giants around him. Sasha Marin was the only son of Vl...
Benji had begun to fuck secretly with Chris, though not very often as Benji knew that if they were caught things would go bad for him and hidden places were hard to come by. Benji was a little annoyed about this because Chris gave him such good dick, better than a couple of the guys he was being fucked by and almost as good as Sisco or Bruce. But if the guys...
INTRODUCTION Larry Hastings was a sophomore in a southern California college. He was 20 years old and a real hunk. He usually had no trouble getting dates as the girls were attracted to his 6'2" and 190 pound body. He had light brown hair and hazel eyes. He was also very well endowed and word had gotten around about his 8" long and 5+" around cock. In spite...
I would have never known sheer ecstasy or just how wanton I naturally was if it hadn't been for the British diplomat and writer Lawrence Durrell. And it wasn't really because of his writing, either; it was because of his mountainside villa in the ancient Byzantine abbey town of Bellapais on the steep slopes of the Kyrenia Mountains in the Turkish zone of Cyp...
November, 1940, Country Estate of Roger Morris, York, England Lying on his back, legs bent and spread on the four-poster bed of newspaper mogul Roger Morris, Bryan Sinclair steeled himself to take the last, largest, of the graduated, tear-drop-shaped balls Morris was forcing into his ass. He'd had his eyes shut tight at the effort but opened them when the l...
Each participant in this story is also over the age of 18. ***** I had always been bi-curious, and that led me to do some "strange" things. Sometimes I would masturbate until I came all over my chest, right outside the shower, so I could just jump in and wash off. Soon that wasn't enough for me though. I began rubbing my fingers in the cum, sliding it all...
This is a work of pure fiction. All persons and events herein are fictional. Any and all resemblance to actual persons and events is purely coincidental. Persons portrayed are 18 years of age and older. This story contains condomless sex and public sex. This story is not an endorsement of either practice. ------ A week had passed since the first incident....