-Work sucks. (Justin messaged me this week after we returned from the trip. The semester was winding down and with projects, papers and exams all coming due, I didn't have much free time and the time I did have didn't mesh with Justin's schedules for class and work.) -So does school. -Haven't seen you in weeks. -I know. It bites. -It does. Not much longe...
I was sitting in a rental car outside a large Queen Anne house. The rental was something small and economical, I hadn't really had the inspiration to look for something I'd enjoy driving, so I picked one of the unfamiliar models with a nasally whine to it. The house was very familiar though. Very little had changed about it since the first time I'd seen it,...
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...
Again, as most people do, Arthur sometimes looked back on his life, and he often thought his previous actions were that of a dense and slow-witted person. In his defense, he couldn't think of himself as someone that ... well ... important. Not to Vince, anyway. On the second work day, Vince asked him to come have workout later. No big deal. Arthur had to...
I walked into my Civil War history class on the first day of the fall semester. I enrolled in this class as a crip credit. My Dad was a Civil War buff and I spent my entire life hearing about the various battles, participants, what should have been done, stupid mistakes that were made, and endless trivia. Countless weekends were spent going to Civil War batt...
Chapter 47: Trip To The Mall The sinks runs in the bathroom as Adam splashes the cold water on his freshly shaven face. He runs a towel over his lower jaw, and feels it smooth. "You ready, yet?" Merrick asked as he came in, "You're not even dressed yet," Adam jumped as he felt a quick slap to his butt. "Gh! Hey~" Adam turned, and rose his eyebrows, "Wh...
This is a homoerotic story set in an imaginary sultanate called Ras al Shahar located in the south of the Arabian Peninsula. The time is the late ninth century AD and the story starts in the year 870, some three hundred years after the birth of Mohammed, the Prophet of Islam. The place and characters are entirely a figment of the author's imagination whose o...
I just watched my friend's dad servicing my new roommate's cock... And I enjoyed every second of it. It was, without a doubt, the hottest gay experience I've had in my 7 years since opening up my sexuality to homoerotic pleasures. I have to emphasize the word "gay" in that statement because it isn't the hottest overall sexual experience I've had in my enti...
*Hello and welcome to the newest chapter of Poor Simon! The following piece has gay BDSM, serious Master/slave dynamics, emotional turmoil, and an actual plot, so if any of those scare you or turn you off, then scram. I have decided to devise a 1-10 scale on how rough the sex is in each chapter just to give you an idea. 1 is strait-up consensual vanilla se...
Copyright 2008 by the author. He hadn't wanted to come to this conference, but when he saw the hotel they had booked for the event he started to change his mind. When the bellboy opened the door for him and they walked in the room he had to force himself not to gape. As far as he was concerned it was a palace. There was almost too much space for one person...