There wasn't much choice as far as off-campus housing went. I knew I didn't want to stay in the dorms, no matter how much my friends ribbed me for becoming a recluse; no amount of college camaraderie made up for shitting in a stall next to a complete stranger for four years. I also didn't want to get a boner in front of some hot guy passing through who had t...
He was young; cute; Hispanic; had a very nice smile; had a small, perfectly formed body; and moved like a dancer. Any three of those were good enough to make me hard. I immediately went hard for him. His name was Manuel. I guessed Brazilian from his bronze skin color. But then we were only ninety miles from Cuba. I was on a punishment assignment from the Ag...
High school was a good time for me. I did o.k. on grades and I had a girl friend and some buddies. My girlfriend’s name was Lana. She wanted to be a journalist. She wrote for the school newspaper and she was on the school annual staff. She and I became friends when we both joined the Camera Club late in our Freshman year. She wanted to learn about photograph...
My fuck-buddy Rob has always been fascinated to hear about my time in prison. I told him early on in our hook-ups that life inside hadn't actually been that interesting – that it was mostly mind-splittingly dull and that the sex, such as it was, was brief and infrequent – but he keeps asking about it as if he thinks I'm holding back on telling him all the ju...
I've read a lot of stories about a straight man turned gay. In most of them, it's obvious that the 'straight' guy was always gay in the first place. But that's not my story. Mine is about the fact that I was convinced I was straight. 100% straight. Until my friend intentionally turned me into a cocksucking faggot. Over the course of a few years. And he admit...
Ron and Gary needed cash. They were waiting for a pay off on a renovation job they'd done but they needed fast cash now to fund another job they had lined up. "It's not like we need a lot, even 500 bucks would tide us over." Gary said. He and Ron were lounging on my sofa buck naked after just having taken turns plowing my hole. I was busy at the kitchen co...
"What the fuck do I do now?" Jake whispered, mostly to himself. Klaus knew what. No matter how absurd Jake's reaction seemed, he could understand it. He walked to the closet and handed Jack a change of clothes. Since he was planning to keep the boy in his room overnight, he had had Agnes to move some of Jake's clothes to his closet. "Here. Dress up," he o...
Hey everyone! Thanks for the great feedback. I hope you enjoy part two of my budding romance! As always, comments are greatly appreciated. H.V. CH. 2 Finals came and went. Okay, not really, they came, consumed our lives and ruined relationships, and then went. Either way, it was all worth it now that school was done with...forever. Okay, once again, not f...
I started working as a figure model when I was 22. I worked for around 10 years as a model, and enjoyed it very much. I am now looking back on my experiences, and writing about them. One day, back in 1978, my friend Laura and I went for a hike. The hike took us past a pond, and we stopped to go skinny-dipping. When we were finished swimming, we sat on a ro...
I was sitting in my dorm room apartment in my second year of college, when a knock came at the door. I opened up to a guy about my age. He had golden hair, a ten-day beard. Sweater, jeans, boots. Solid. “Hi. I’m Justin,” he said. “Hi, Justin.” “Is Jeff here?” “No. He’s not in.” “Oh. I’m in his Physics class.” Jeff was an engineering major in college. “...