This story is a fantasy, nothing more. It's not real, please don't leave feedback saying that you can't believe that this really happened. If you don't like gay sex or like reading about one man's dirty sexual fantasies, please don't leave negative feedback because you were "surprised". It is the furthest thing from being a great work of art, it's just a cra...
My name is Brian im 18 yrs old and can’t get enough sex. It all started out in high school being in the locker room with other naked, sweaty guys. I would always see all the sweaty guys changing in front of me. I couldn’t help but get horny. It was the same thing everyday, after gym class we would head to the locker room and hit the showers. I would all way...
It smelled of mud and grass. Voices became clearer, but still felt dim and far from me. Blurry bright lights flooded my vision. I saw the silhouette of football players trying to aid me to my feet. I can hardly open my eyes. I precariously stand, held by two guys who walk me slowly to the lockers. Cannot recognize them, they seem enthusiastic, don't know why...
This is a true story, with some details (like names) being changed. It is about how I met my partner and about our relationship, it is sort of a memoir for me and it will probably have more chapters than this one. It isn't that much about sex, it's much more about how attraction between us developed but I still hope at least someone will like it. I am not a...
Aaron entered the room, looking at Phillip as he bent awkwardly over the table, his ass streaked with red welts from the switching Aunt Mary had given him. Mary looked at her nephew and snapped: "Take the slave to your room, do as you wish with him. Bring him to me when you are finished. Understood?" "Yes, Aunt Mary." Aaron took the slave by the arm and...
A guy I used to work with a few years ago got in touch and said he was going to be in the city for a few days and asked if I wanted to meet and catch up. So, the next week, I popped on a train and met him at a cool cocktail bar downtown. He had clearly started earlier in the day. I ordered a double Old Fashioned and about halfway through he asked me if I wou...
"Divorce, I want a Divorce!" She yelled at me. She and I were no longer having sex. She no longer wanted to touch me whatsoever, she did not want to be in the same room with me. She did not know why but sex was never going to happen again ever. Not that she really ever liked sex with me, we married because she was pregnant, over the years we went thru the m...
"You shouldn't have poured me that much," my dad said the way he always did after I'd already brought him a nightcap. "There's a funnel in the cupboard," I reminded him. "I could pour half of it back into the bottle." "Ooh no!" he winced. "You can't mix poured whiskey with unpoured. I've told you that before." You certainly have, I thought. On many, many...
After we made love for the second time, Matt and I continued to cuddle. We moved from bed to his couch, I sat close next to him and leaned on his shoulder as he put his arm around me. "I'm happy we are a couple now," I said to him. "You know we will have to hide it," he replied. I nodded, agreeing with him. "You really don't mind being with a boy? Do you...
It was the day of my Dad's funeral and a service was held in the undertaker's chapel. I was amazed at the amount of friends he had, some of whom were in his bowling club and such. I enveloped into tears after the ceremony and this guy who called himself Rob came to comfort me, saying he had known Fred ( my dad) ever since he joined the bowling club two year...