You wake up and prepare for your day, unaware that this would be the last day you would be considered straight. You shower as you did every morning and felt the water's warm touch as it cascaded over your skin. You could stay here forever if you could. But you need to start your day and the hot water would run out before long. You wash your hair, then the re...
It's been ten days since this teen boy first knocked at my door. I remember when I first looked through the peephole to see proof that he was legal and had shaven his thin eighteen year old body for me. He was such an innocent boy in that first moment, so horny and so inexperienced. How was he to know that what I had been doing to him was anything other than...
Moaning. It escaped from Boi's lips like a gentle breeze passing through the tree tops. Groaning. I couldn't tell if the sounds he emitted were of pleasure or despair. His eye's closed, lips parted only enough for the sounds to escape, Boi's facial muscles were contorted in a way difficult to read from my vantage point above, where I stood tied to a tr...
"Got any plans for today?" Josh asked sleepily. He'd staggered back into the dorm at two in the morning the previous day, naked except for a nearly transparent g-string. His lovers had taken his pretty clothes and dropped him off to run the last few yards to the dorm in the near nude. The noise he made had woken up Taylor, who was feeling recharged after a...
Coach Baxter was a powerfully built man. His sheer physical presence, iron will, and domineering personality helped him to mold his high school wrestlers after his own image. He took boys and turned them into men. He showed his boys how to develop their youthful bodies, build their muscles, perfect their skills, and dominate their opponents. Although Coach B...
My only day off in a ten-day business trip to northern Germany was cold, with a heavy wet snow coming down. Looking through all my options on how to use my day I decided to find a men's bathhouse and enjoy the opportunities that a German bathhouse offers. I got off the train and walked the 3 blocks to the address I found online. Paying my fee, I was given a...
The door opens to one of the deluxe suites the Iron Cloud has to offer. With large round dark cushions arranged in several places of the room, there is a hot, steaming tub built into the center of the floor, framed with rugged rocks around. On the ceiling are luminous streaks of white and grey, resembling a calm, decorative cloudy sky, with a single larger b...
The following story is a fictional account. The characters are entirely unreal and so are their situations. Thus no direct attention was paid to probability or safety for the characters. Such practices should not transfer over to real life situations. Practice safe, sane and consensual sex. For your own damn good. If you have problems or issues with queer po...
You can tell a lot about a guy from where he shops. Take my friends, who have specialized tastes. Some of them spend their time at the hardware store, while others take an interest in our town's fabric shop, which has needles and pins that make them drool. Still others hang out at the department store, eyeing the cutlery collection. Somehow all of us end up...
My Name is Bob. Today I am very comfortably bisexual. I have had relationships with both men and women. Yes, I am a bit of a metrosexual, but most people don't tag me as gay, just well put together. I am handsome, but not chiseled. Thin, but not too thin. At five foot six, I'm on the shorter side. Women like me both as a friend and as a sex partner. So do a...