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Conversion Therapy

by bjmichaels on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

After a long and exhaustive search, I have finally found the perfect boy to make my wife. He is as pretty as any girl I've seen, with unblemished, milky-white flesh, pouty lips, and a round, little bubble-butt that gets me hard whenever I picture bending him over and ramming home my seven-incher. I just know he'll take to my cock like a fish to water. He...

Physical Therapy

by jackielicker on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I had been caring for my dad for awhile. He'd fallen and fractured a hip. It was a long, difficult recovery which required in-home physical therapy. He's completely fine, now, but getting there was, so to speak, very interesting. I'm a married guy, and I love my wife. Our sex life is good to great, when the kid gives us a moment alone. However, I'd always h...

Massage Therapy

by Jon T on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Part I: It was about 7:30 when Todd finally got back into his hotel room after a very long day full of meetings. The room was your standard Marriott; business class room with a king sized bed, a desk, lounge chair, small fridge and a large bathroom. It would suffice for the next two days, or rather nights. The days unfortunately were taken up with Conventio...

Self Therapy! Ch. 04

by danielrogerashley on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

1 Hannah's Bar was a trendy, spacious high street club/live music venue between the city's popular nightclub spots and student bars. One damn good reason for me to feel out of place, at least while I was by myself. I'd rushed into town and bypassed the possibility of food as I didn't want it getting in the way. Not that I wanted to be d***k but I wasn't he...

Self Therapy! Ch. 03

by danielrogerashley on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

My heart literally hammered in the silence of the toilet cubicle at work, thudding loudly through the hollow of my expanded chest as I held my breath not knowing what to think or say. I was excited like I hadn't been in a very long time. In fact I felt like a teenager that had only ever daydreamed for years what sex for the first time could be like and I was...

Self Therapy! Ch. 02

by danielrogerashley on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I woke up feeling the after-effects of what happened that last night... and I felt better than I had in years! Physically, I'd woken up feeling alive, more energetic and vital than before and could I go so far as to say that I was 100% happy for the first time in such a long while? I WAS happy! I was content, satisfied and felt fulfilled and there seeme...

Self Therapy! Ch. 01

by danielrogerashley on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I don't know what changed only that I was happy and willing to explore a side of myself that I knew would always be there! About five years ago I was going through a very harsh time in my life. Then only 25, I learned something I would always remember and value. I learned that life didn't happen like the reality shows on television claimed it did. There wer...

Immersion Therapy

by rckplsky on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"Well..." he starts, "sure, I haven't seen you in a while." "Cool," I reply, "where do you want to meet up?" "How about you come out here," he replies. "Where is it," I ask as I get into my car and start it up. "Um," he says, "I actually live in the desert area, I'm sort of retired, bring a change of clothes or something." "All right," I say as I drive...

Physical Therapy

by MixMasterFlex on Oct 13, 2017
Gay Male

I’m James and I’m an 18 – year old college student. I’m a little under 6 feet, with relatively defined muscles and brownish hair. Despite the fact that I do my fair share of exercise, I was born with a problematic back, which basically means that the only way for my back to feel good is to constantly work out and go to physical therapy pretty often. I go t...

Loosening Therapy

by sr71plt on Apr 3, 2019
Gay Male

I was standing in the small room, in front of a curtained window. Paul's hot breath on the back of my neck was doing little to dispel the tension that was tying me in knots, even though that's exactly what we were here for. The room was pretty dreary really; just this curtained window and a padded massage table behind us against the wall. Tired paint on the...