Author's Note - There are moments of non-consent in this part of the story. If that type of element offends you, or is problematic, do not read. ### "C'mon, man! It will be the whole day!" "I can't, Connor. I have to work." A frown crossed Connor's face. "Can't you call in sick or something? Take a personal day?" "No, Connor. If I don't work, I don't g...
Cory Taylor opened the door of the men's locker rooms at Richmond Rugby Club and stepped inside. The familiar smell of sweat and urine drifted up his nostrils as he placed a bucket of cleaning supplies on the floor. It was his job to give the changing rooms a quick scrub down after every practice to make sure the facilities were up to standard. Cory's father...
Author's Note: All characters described are over 18. If you're going to play in real life make sure things are safe, sane, and consensual. But in this fantasy, just enjoy. * George would be the first to admit that he didn't spend as much time with his son growing up as he probably should have. For most of his formative years, he was in places that he can'...
First entry in an exploration of father-son sex. Contains: consenting gay sex between a teenage son and his father. +++ "Calvin!" his mother was accustomed to shouting up the staircase. "I'm about to put a load in the wash. Can you get your father's laundry." "Yeah, and I was about to take my pants off and shoot a load." This was something I wasn't goi...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This chapter contains bisexual encounters with a bi-guy and gay guy. It also contains straight sex. BACK TO GORDY On Monday morning, I left Sandy and Gordy sleeping in bed when I went to work. Sandy was flying back to Denver later that day and Gordy would prepare for his interviews that week. I got home from work around 6:00 PM and joined G...
The muscle-burning peddle up into the base of the Thompson Gap had helped. I'd had to think about what to do next—what to think about and what not. Mom wanted me to stay a couple of more weeks before leaving for Wake Forest for my first year there. The university coach had suggested that guys trying out for track and field couldn't show up early enough to st...
It was the third day of a new school year at Fort Lewis College. As I went to the Reed library, where I was talking to Marj Gomez the library administrative assistant on whats new. Afterwards I went to the restroom. On the stall wall of the restroom was some graffiti and one that read, "A happy camper is a guy who has a cock up his ass and a smile on his f...
Outside the tent: a heavy susurration of sound. Metallic groans replete with squeaks and clanks. The ground throbs. Inside the tent: a nylon floor covered with forest detritus. Ammo tins heavy with unspent rounds near the flap. A sleeping bag rolled up tight as a gymnast. Another sleeping bag, unrolled ... with a man named Ray in his boxers sprawled on top...
My name is Jesse, and I am openly bisexual. A masculine bisexual. I come from a family were nobody really cares about your sexual orientation so, as soon as I turned 14, I knew it would be alright to have sex with girls AND with boys. I was a very premature guy, so I had my first gay experience when I was 15 with one of my friend who was 2 months younger tha...
This story is a treasure memory. I took to the gym in my late teens, having been a fat kid. Fat kids were rare in those days. I guess that being more numerous now, perhaps there is less stigma attached to being "The fat kid", maybe not but when I see so many obese children waddling about the supermarket and I remember how much effort it has taken to recover...