Disclaimer: This is a new story I'm working on. I plan to write in smaller chapters so I can push out new material more frequently. I do my own editing, so disregard any mistakes. All characters are 18 years or older. I'm appreciative of any and all feedback. Thanks! * CHAPTER 1: Not everything stays the same Moving back home after college is a learning c...
I hadn't seen my pal Mark since graduating from high school five years ago. I figured we could reconnect at our 5th year reunion. He practically had to be there, having been the student body president for our senior year. I spotted Mark across the room when I walked in. We both continued circulating, and while our eyes met once in a while, it almost seemed...
I had the creepiest feeling I was being watched. I was sitting at the table in the small dining L of my high-rise apartment and diddling through my favorite Web sites. I liked all-male bondage fucking. It certainly wasn’t something I admitted to in my day job down on the stock market trading floor, but that’s how I unwound. In the evening, after a tough day...
It was only after I had fucked him senseless that I remembered why it was that he seemed familiar. I had seen the boy before, the night before in fact, at that little club by the docks. He had stood, slim and blonde and heartbreakingly beautiful, with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth, at the entrance when I had gone in. I had only glanced at him as I pas...
The young, drunk construction worker staggered out of the Bourbon Street pool hall at three in the morning, assured that the resilience of his strong body would permit him to be walking the high beam at the construction site by seven, with only a couple of hours of sleep. He headed east on Bourbon and used Urselines to drop down to Chartres, where strong han...
I was standing, rubbing another man's long hard cock with my own. It was so good I had to stop after only a few seconds, since cumming after the first touch of another man's cock on mine would end the fun much too fast - always a danger with first times. Being this turned on is worth enjoying for itself, which you learn to appreciate after a few other first...
My roommate, Kent, was the best wingman I ever had. He was a good looking blonde to my brunette and even though I was in good shape at six foot and 185 pounds, he had a few inches on me with my same weight. Every female I knew asked me about him and I would have been jealous if he weren’t so gracious and such a cool guy. The thing is when he answered my ad f...
Just as I had finished downloading a good stash of new porn, and was ready to begin tonight's festivities in earnest—my erection had already begun without me—I was interrupted by a knock on the door. (Is it coitus interruptus if you're going solo?) I ignored it at first, hoping that whoever it was might think I was gone, or asleep; but whoever it was was per...
"You have got to be kidding me! There's a secret knock and a password just to get in? This HAS to be some sort of setup." David read the words of the email invitation over and over again as he feared the worst, mumbling to himself in disbelief and in confusion. He had joined an online group for Black men who sleep with other men and they posted the requireme...
The Blind Massage sign in the hotel lobby had me salivating when I trudged back in all sweaty and stiff from another day enduring the unrelenting heat and rubble-strewn dysfunction of Indonesian cities. I was aching from riding the cramped and thumping old buses that serve as public transport and tight-necked from being on guard against the thieves and band...