Well first things first... I have to tell you that the events in this story are true and so thankfully happened to me. I live in the small town of Los Angeles, California. You know the kind of town, with one stop light and nothing to do on weekend nights, except cruise the strip and hang out in front of the mini mart. Wait a minute, sorry wrong story. Go...
Since I came out and openly declared my homosexuality the whole world has opened for me. No more of those sinister and secret visitations thinking that what I was doing was absolutely beyond contempt. I guess that was simply because that was the way |I was brought up in a strictly Quaker environment - and that being straight was considered to be the only ri...
Neil felt sick. He felt almost as if he could vomit. He had been caught in his step brothers en suite, butt naked, sat on the closed toilet seat with his now soft cock in his hand and sticky cum dripping down onto the floor. So many things were going through his head. Why on earth did Liam do this? What purpose did this serve? He deliberately made Neil horny...
The refrigerator door slammed shut with an uncharacteristic crack, and Cliff could hear something falling inside. "Oh, fuck." He knew he should open it and survey the damage, but he didn't have the time. And he didn't have the inclination. He was royally pissed. Zack hadn't come home the previous night. This wasn't the first time this had happened. Zack...
In the morning I wake up horny again. This is new. Daniel is already up, I can hear him in the kitchen listening to music. I grab my towel and head to the door to take a shower but something stops me. A temptation. I take off my clothes and wrap the towel around myself, my semi hard morning wood clearly outlined against the towel. Walking towards the door ma...
Part of a summer spent at a friend's house proves to be very interesting for eighteen year old Andy Mason. ****** Chapter One: Night visitor. I'm what you might call a light sleeper, so I was aware of the presence in the room from the moment the door opened. I was not familiar yet with my surroundings in the guest room I was going to be staying in for the...
I met Steve online he was cruising on a gay chat site, his profile read "Straight but Curious." I never understood the whole curious thing, I was gay and I knew I was gay, I was not curious about straight sex whatsoever. He and I chatted for some time, he was married, with two small children but he and his wife were not having sex, she was not about to give...
You can tell a lot about a guy from where he shops. Take my friends, who have specialized tastes. Some of them spend their time at the hardware store, while others take an interest in our town's fabric shop, which has needles and pins that make them drool. Still others hang out at the department store, eyeing the cutlery collection. Somehow all of us end up...
Copyright © 2013 Naoko Smith A special thank you to Sara Rasmussen, my previous editor, from whom I learned so much about better writing. Diolch yn fawr to Bramblethorn for kindly picking up the tales when Sara couldn't continue. Please leave comments and feedback for me so I know what works and what doesn't as I write up the rest of this story. This seri...
I woke up with a sick taste in my mouth. I swiped my hand past my mouth, wiping off the drool residue that was left from my sleep the night before. That's hot, I thought to myself. When I opened my eyes they adjusted to the brightness of a strange room. My head whipped to the side to see Brandon's back facing towards me. It was slowly rising and lowering, so...