There's a device that fits around your penis that measures the increase or decrease in penile size. It's been used in several psychological studies to determine, precisely, how aroused people are by various stimuli. The first thing I would do on my website, is prove that I was, in fact, a 100% straight man. I would then undergo a series of homosexual abuses...
Me, trembling. I'd just noticed you watching me at the café in the square. I was sitting where the young men displayed themselves for the tourists, but I was new to this. More curious than anything else. Sure I could handle one of those paunchy, cigar-chewing, middle-aged American tourists—just a surreptitious suck—usually him sucking me—in the alley nearby...
Hi all, this is an edited version of the first part to my story. Just wanted to get all the mistakes out! Thanks to Juls and Nomoretears for their support and technical help on this one! :) As always, Vote and Comment! * Paul sighed and stared out over the water. The Hudson River rushed by him as he stood on the back porch of his friends Todd and Eric's h...
Today, I was walking along the road. It was Saturday. I was just taking a nice walk near the park but still on the sidewalk. I was enjoying nature and everything that she had to offer me. By some amazing twist of fate, Erik was driving by as I was walking. I did a double take. I knew he lived in town, but seeing him here now was uncanny. I hollered at him...
I can't believe that happened. I repeat the words over and over in my mind. How could I tell Carla, would she even believe me? "Earth to Nick," Josh says patiently. "Sorry," I say. "Just something on my mind." I try to focus on Josh. It was really nice of him to invite me out for coffee. I haven't known him for very long. We met at the restaurant I work a...
My name is Kyle, your typical gay male living in New York City. Although, I haven't always lived in The Big Apple. I'm originally from small town called Marion in Iowa. My family has lived there for generations. I never really thought about moving myself, until my father caught me and my "best friend" fucking like wild animals in the boat house. You have...
*** This is a fictional story of a scenario that I think is all too real for most gay and bisexual men, even in this day and age. Too often, I think we forget that we're all just confused, lost people bumping into one another in life, and that doing so often has a long lasting effect on each other. I didn't want to spend too much time here going over relatio...
Back when I was about 25, I had a steady girlfriend, who was awesome, but treated oral like a duty. She was good at it and never hesitated, but the enthusiasm for it didn't seem there. And she never swallowed. I'd had a couple of encounters with eaters, but nothing in a while. Some buddies of mine had regular nights where we got together to watch ice hockey,...
Porter's locker is next to mine. He's that guy nobody really likes because he's a complete douchebag. However, since he isn't into dumb shit like Dungeons and Dragons and he's rich, he's never quite at the bottom of the social tier. We have three classes together but I don't talk to him. I think he's friends with Crispin. "I saw you," he says one day. "Oh...
Chapter Three -- Whatever Cory Wants Dusk stole over the roofs and treetops. The stark tree branches etched into the shades of pink and orange that broke over the horizon, painting the clouds before bleeding back into the dark. Sounds of life rose despite the chill in the air—the rustle and call of winter birds, the foraging and chittering of squirrels—all...