In 1994, I turned 19 years old. In the city that I lived in, there wasn't much to do for a teenager. Since I was not old enough to drink, I had to get creative. Usually our nights would consist of driving around and expanding our minds with whatever we could get our hands on. That was also the year that I met Lance Willis. Lance was about 6 years older tha...
Author's Note: The events of this story are fictitious and are not based on any specific real people. I've tried to do something a little different for once and build up the characters and story more than usual. So this chapter is a bit of a slow burn to start. ***** My name is Noah. I've lived in Virginia my whole life. Not that my whole life is that long...
Jon had been looking forward to going camping for months. He and his friend from work, Chris, had been talking and Jon had told Chris how he had had a cabin when he was a kid and wanted to rent one for him and his wife when they had some vacation time. Chris has laughed and told Jon his family still had a cabin, about six hours outside of Chicago. Why didn't...
This is just the first chapter of a series I have in mind. It won't all be gay. In fact, most of it won't be, but this one DEFINITELY is. All characters are at least 18 years old or older. ********** I'd always been a go-with-the-flow type of guy. Being raised by parents who questioned almost all social norms, I was never forced into a mold like "man's ma...
This one starts a bit slow, but stick with it! ***** I had just moved into a new neighborhood after divorcing my wife of 15 years. It was a nice area, very large backyards that were mostly surrounded by tall fences. The house I moved into had a very nice backyard with a pool, pool cabana and an 8 foot fence, and it was in the rounded end of the cul de sac...
The pandemic is keeping me from going out and having sex with groups of strangers in public, and from having 20 or more strange men shoot their cum all over my face, which obviously isn't the best way to keep from catching something infectious, and it is even taking away my opportunities to serve my black master. So I'll write about something that happened t...
"Ok, Ok, I got one," Josh said. I was out with my friend Melissa and her new-ish boyfriend Josh, and we were three glasses of prosecco into a late brunch. The waitress was clearly hungover and didn't give a shit, service was winding down, and we were off in a corner gossiping and talking trash. The current topic: terrible first-date icebreaker questions. "B...
*** Based on my own experiences. Names have been changed*** ***** I had just broken up with my girlfriend and while it had been a short lived romance, it didn't sting any less after ending things with her. But wallowing does nothing good; even in New York, home to some eight million people, it can be a lonely place. Problem was, I knew I wasn't in the righ...
As a professional guy working in a professional job I had always kept quiet about my sexuality knowing that one or two of my colleagues were exceptionally homophobic and the only release of the hatred was my boss Neil. Neil was a decent guy who I had known of for some time on the company but when I was forced into my new role and told Neil would be my boss I...
Author's note: I have a crush on a DJ. He's fine as fuck. Two turntables and a microphone looks like a dick and balls. I'm mature. * I can't make out exactly what the DJ looks like through the spinning lights and thumping beats, but I can see his hips swaying just above the turntables, a glossy black beard, and quick fingers, and that's enough for me. I s...