This is the story of how I sucked my first cock. It was 7pm, just beginning to get dark, I knelt down and pulled the knot on my laces tight. Standing up I looked left then right before starting my evening jog. I kept up a leisurely pace towards the park where I liked to jog each evening. These days it's the only thing that keeps me in shape. Let me tell...
I've got another series going but this is one I've had in progress for a couple of years. Sometimes you need to go back and finish what you've started. There's more to follow but I haven't decided how to shape the latter parts and where it's going to go. Those with suggestions can PM and I'll try to accommodate where it fits.. While fiction, it has elements...
This is my first story, thanks for reading! This is a true story of my very first experience with another guy. If it's any good and people like it, I'll keep going. In the meantime, enjoy! Let me tell you a little about myself. I'm 34 years-old, and good-looking in a boy-next-door sorta way. I have wavy brown hair, green eyes. I'm 5'11" and because I like t...
It had been an exciting experience. I jerked off two more times once I got home that night, focusing more on the thought that I had taken such a large step in turning myself gay. I certainly didn't feel any different, I just did what gay guys do, suck cock. Of a random guy they solicited off Craigslist, chiding myself for the thought. But it was one of many...
I was soaking in sweat, pumped high on adrenalin and ready for cock. But while Paul could well have been a medal contender in the Blow-lympics, I was a complete novice, totally untried and unprepared and would have been laughed out of any qualifying competition. He seemed to understand this when my nerves took hold as I grasped his throbbing pole, an impres...
I was nineteen, shy, skinny and awkward. Needless to say I was still a virgin and everyone thought that I was simply sexless. But what they didn't know was the kind of thoughts that pounded through my head. My dreams were filled with beautiful lads, with pretty faces and sexy, ripe red lips. I dreamed of redheads and blondes with snake hips and big, sparkli...
It was Paul's last day with his mother, and John had invited him out for the evening. There wasn't much to do in the village, but John had mentioned a film club that they could go to. "It's for men-only," John had said. "They put on a film for the boys." That sounded alright to Paul, and that evening he made his way to John's house. His mother was already...
Usual disclaimers, we're all fictional and all over eighteen. In particular I did a Google search for Acme East Talent agency and they don't appear to exist. If one does then I can assure you that the one featured in this story is, like all the characters, purely fictional and any resemblance is purely coincidental. Secondly, this is a story about pony boys...
*My first story on this site. It's heavily inspired by the subplot between Rhys Ifans and Emily Blunt in The Five Year Engagement, with a few changes. Hope you like it!* ***** It was the second day of grad school and I still had a couple of new classes to take. The first class was CIS 505 and it was taught by an Asian professor, Bai Fan. It seemed there wa...
People who know me, describe me as absent minded and easy going, and rightfully so. I have always tried to get better, but finally accepted the fact that it's in my character and can't be changed. Why did I say this? Because I should have tried to change. I have two apartments, a small one upstairs and a bigger, more luxurious one on the ground floor. I li...