New Beginnings, Trace I hadn't seen Ben in a couple of weeks but had called and texted. His gym was going through a major remodeling and was quite busy. I was still having trouble meeting my across the hall hot neighbor. I knocked often but she seemed to be out of town. Sooo, needless to say I was getting quite horny. Hand jobs are like Chinese food. I w...
Every time we crossed paths with a mirror, I couldn't resist looking at my new body. It looked much like mine when I came of age over thirty years ago, except refined flawlessly. I was smaller, softer, and cuter. This was me in my perfect form, the me I was meant to be. Whenever I wasn't looking at myself I was looking at the body of my new Daddy, Ezra. He...
Author's Note: This is not a one-dimensional story, characters and plots take a while to develop. If you are looking for something for self-gratification, look elsewhere. Also, if you are not of age, please find more appropriate material to view. If scenes of homosexuality gross you out, what are you doing in the GAY MALE section anyway? Julian Claymore mad...
~Yes, I'm sure you've all heard this countless times before from many other readers, but this is my first attempt at a . . . er . . . sextual story, much less a gay one. But I had fun writing it, and I hope you will enjoy reading it. I think deep down, we all want to be seduced, right? ~~~~~~~~~~~ @>---,---------- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Keith sat at the scarred...
Heinz Trebel and his Algerian bodyguard, Jordo, went straight to the Terra Nova All Suites Hotel in Kingston upon landing in Jamaica. Jordo left Heinz there to recover at the pool from the long private jet flight from Frankfurt while Jordo contacted the local "finder" to make sure the snatch was on for the next day. Everything had been carefully orchestrate...
Lost in the inky black abyss of slumber, William Kikiwawason's huge red-chocolate body, wide shoulders, wide chest, and big arms are all balled up under the silk white sheets. He was dreaming. Asleep. But still, consciously aware. He KNEW he was sleep, he KNEW he was dreaming. But he also KNEW there was giggling. And he was trying to decipher if it was just...
Many of you have written asking about me and my background (including sexual experiences) although I cannot understand why you would think them to be interesting. Maybe you would like to analyze my background to see why I write about the things I do. Maybe you are just curious. OK, this is my story. I only had one homosexual experience before I became what...
Chapter Two: The Party The first thing that I thought of when I woke was Julian. Hannah woke me up at noon, she had made some breakfast for us. It was cold now. "Whatcha do last night," she said, smiling but looking intensely at me. I feared she knew about Julian. Like she had followed me or something. "Nothing, you know just... walk around," I said....
Warning: Contains reluctant/coerced consent. Note: This story is a work of fiction and not intended to make light of sexual harassment but to illustrate the fact that men can be victims, too. I stared at Clayton with an angry look on my face and biting my bottom lip. I'd heard about things like this happening to women—and some men—but never believed that I...
ANOTHER WEEK AT THE CAPE On Monday Ricky and I slept in as we were like zombies from the incredible days of marathon sex. I didn't care if he was my gay cousin. I was addicted to his incredible ass and I planned to have it everyday of the upcoming week. By the time we out of bed, showered and dressed it was nearly 11:00 AM. He suggested going to the harbor...