I had just finished blowing Jake - or, in reality, Jake had just finished fucking my mouth - when I saw the man in the doorway stroking his cock. It took me a second to understand what was going on. I remember thinking I had seen Jake waving at this guy earlier but why was he there in Jake's bedroom doorway? And what did Jake mean by "you're just in time"? F...
I stood in the hot stream of water for what seemed like an eternity, relaxing and reflecting on the amazing feelings that had just jolted my body. I guess I’m an official bisexual now. Or just a plain old sexual. Fuck labels. I smiled as I rinsed the last of the soap from my body. I was in a hurry to get up to my room and meet my new friend in his room a lit...
After the night of bathroom fucking, Ben and I did not talk about it at all. Our friend group still got together and partied. We had lots of hang out time around each other. He would show up with a few of his lacrosse playing buddies and the hot sorority girl he was currently banging but he was acting like his normal self. No one would have guessed how he li...
Connor was perspiring as he made his way to his dorm room. A great deal of things were happening all at once in his life; it was mid-terms and his girlfriend back home dumped him the night before. To top it off he didn't get enough hours at the Hortons on campus to help pay for his portion of the rent. Wiping sweat off his brow he fretted how he'd get the m...
His instructions were clear enough last night as we were both zipping up: no self-love for me until I get the go-ahead from him. "No cage this time?" I'd asked with great trepidation. His answer pleased me more than I wanted to admit. "I trust you." I planned to live up to that trust. Quite frankly, after the quadruple header, I was happy for a break....
Being Gay and twenty-one years old in 1962 is not always easy... Of course, the Fortune Teller lied. Down a Walton Street edged with stalls, sideshows and gaudily beckoning caravans, strolling the chill illuminated darkness where it erupts into the fairground. The smoky spun-sugar aroma of candy-floss, hot dogs that drip with ketchup-blood, brittle golden c...
The lights were bright and hot. I couldn't see the people because of the glare, but I knew they were there. I could hear the murmur of voices and the clink of glasses. The smell of cigarette smoke also told me that we were not alone. I knew we were also being photographed by several video cameras and that our images were being projected onto monitors scatter...
When I first met Mark I was totally unaware that his wife, Eileen, worked at the college with my wife, Susan. It was not until a few weeks later when we all came together at a faculty party. I am Tony, age 25, and Susan is 39. We first met in college when I was 18 and she was 32. I was a horny teenage accounting major and she was in her first year at the col...
So sorry for the long absurd wait! Huge thanks to Khasy for editing this for me! I'd like to mention that this story is a work of fiction and any similarity between the characters and any live person is coincidental. If it is illegal in your jurisdiction to read material containing m/m romance between consenting adults then LEAVE NOW AND NEVA' COME BACK....
Okay, for those of you who read my last story—I've gotten some positive feedback and decided to write a follow-up to detail how great our sexual relationship has become since I moved in here two years ago. Dan and I have worked into a very comfortable situation of regular sex. To give examples of our typical sessions: We often watch sports at night in our...