I stepped out of my car, clicked the remote, and hustled across the snow covered street. It was cold as a witch's tit outside and I was bound on getting out of it as soon as possible. I grabbed the front door of the American Athletic Club and darted in to the warmth. It was a Sunday night in the dead of winter, in Minnesota. My buddies were tired from a we...
There used to be a fairly large beach near my house. It was quite popular and was known for the large gay population that frequented it. There were many things to do at the beach, but my favorite, naturally, was people watching in the big locker room that was perched right at the edge of the sand. I particularly favored the handicapped stall for the sole rea...
I ran into him in the mall, the gym I attend is attached to a mall, I had parked in the underground parking and was heading thru the mall, making my way to the gym when I came face to face with him, he was tall six foot two maybe three, long legs, sculpted body, full trimmed black beard, the hair so black his eyes so dark, his hair cut perfectly, very short...
I had always been curious, even if it was just a pang of interest in my mind. Growing up, I had lusted over girls like any other adolescent, the word "vagina" was almost enough to make me cum on the spot. As I grew up, however, I learned to embrace my sexual interests. Once I began to look at pornography, I realized that my eyes were not drawn immediately to...
Author's Note: This is the third of seven chapters that will be exploring the sexual escapades of an extremely well-endowed cis bisexual male named Lance. This story is told in first person past tense, and it features semi-ridiculous proportions. I should've been stating this in my previous chapters, but this story takes place in December 2009/January 2010....
Thanks to several readers for their formatting suggestions. Part 1 He lay there, thinking: "That's all that is left of me...pure thought. How lovely my life could have been. How full, how wondrous, how invigorating." Just a dead corpse. Nothing more. But wait. There definitely are thoughts there. His thoughts. "And what about me?" It is the voice of anot...
The following weekend would be our first large meet of the season. Coach Homes added extra morning practices with both weights and swimming, so there would be two daily three hour workouts per day over next two weeks. It was tough, but definitely would make a difference in my preparation. I attempted to steer clear of Kent, which was difficult since we both...
all characters are fictional and over 18, thank you. Gareth looked in the mirror, brown eyes, brown hair, nice face, but a bit feminine, he looked down, saw his limp cock, 4 inches? maybe more if he was being generous, he turned round to his pride, his tight and firm buttocks, truly a sight to behold, he clenched and unclenched and watched his buttocks ripp...
With an ultimate effort I returned the ball into the corner of the court. Brian tried to reach it in time, but he never had a change. The ball bounced teasingly close past his racket. " 6-4, 7-5, " I shouted excitedly. We had been playing for more then an hour and I knew, I was at the limit of my staying power. I was completely exhausted, it had been a lon...
High school was a difficult time for me. More a bookworm than a jock, I was teased by the guys on the football team, and by the guys in my P.E. class. It didn't help that I had a pretty boy look, blond hair and dark green eyes, with a smooth lean build. I was working on building up my muscles by taking gymnastics at the Y, but since I started late, I still w...