Brent walked into the boys lockerroom and took a deep breath. Immediately his nose was assaulted with the rank odours of the sweaty college jocks who frequented the lockerroom. Brent found comfort in the smells, as it was an ever present odour on the football field, and it reminded him of the many games he and his buddies had won and lost together. But, Bren...
Downstairs, there were enough towels around to make a cautious estimate concerning how long it would take before some stranger and I were playing with each other's cocks. Shortly was the simple answer, though the jacuzzi had to be factored into the calculation. Seeing at least 6 men in the bubbling jacuzzi, I showered thoroughly after my previous encounter...
Almost every day, I would go on a walk around my neighborhood for exercise. I usually went about 30, 40 minutes away, to this scenic towpath where a lot of other people walked. I would put a pair of headphones on and zone out, taking in nature around me. A few times, I noticed this guy walking up and down the towpath. He stood out because he never wore a s...
It was a slow night at Iron Works Gym. Outside the rain pounded the parking lot and washed away the remnants of what had been another routine day. Another routine day in a long, line of routine days. There were only a few guys working out that night and we were all scattered into our own workout zones. The clanking of plates drowned out the music the gym pl...
=== Friendly warning: Parts of this series include incest between a man and his father === ***** I was woken up from the blissful sleep by the familiar sound of raindrops hitting away at the window screen. I opened my eyes and tried to get my thoughts in line for the first couple of seconds. It seemed hard to remember what was the reason why I had arms of...
Thanks for the comments on Part 1. I've been busy but working toward further entries, which I hope to publish soon. Happy reading! As with Ch. 1, this contains: consenting gay sex between an eighteen year-old son and his father. ***** After Calvin shot his load, he and his dad bobbed in the pool for what felt like hours. Calvin had never felt so close to...
It happened in a dive bar outside of town, just off the highway. I was heading back in after a day trip up north and thought some food might be a good move. I'd been to this place before with friends; a little dirty, a little rough but the food and drinks were always on point. I come in out of the late-summer heat just as the sun dipped below the horizon. As...
My first story, so feedback appreciated. * I've recently moved to a small town. Previously, I was living in London, just about making ends meet, but a new job application, 2 interviews later and I've found myself here, just shy of Swansea. I've been here 2 months now, and so far, it's even quieter than I could of possibly imagined, there's no gay bar in...
My name is Brent and this is my story. It happened one night back home while visiting an old friend. I've known Barry for about 10 years, and we've lost touch as of late. We used to work together, golf together, and do alot of drinking together. We had a group of friends that would all go out & during the week and on weekends. Barry and I got along the best...
Neil didn't know what to do or what to say. What could he possibly say to get out of it? There was Liam stood at the foot of the bed, wearing nothing but those green boxer briefs he was tormenting Neil with during their movie, and Neil in bed with one hand on his rock solid cock, and another hand holding Liam's used, sweaty white CK briefs. Time seemed to go...