Throughout college I took several opportunities to work what could best be described as seasonal jobs to give me some extra spending money. So at the beginning of the school year, I'd work at some of the last festivals of summer, Oktoberfest, then Halloween and usually some extended work for the holiday season. It sometimes paid cash but always allowed for m...
Hi my name is Dave and this is the story of my first black boyfriend. So at some point, I decided to be gay. I had terrible luck trying to meet women and was struggling with depression and general downess. The idea of me being gay was always there, so I figured maybe I need to be adventurous to find myself. It didn't take long for me to meet someone who ca...
This is a work of complete fiction, obviously. Don't think that any of these characters are based on any other fictional works, or on any real events, people, or occasions. Thank you for reading this short acknowledgment. Now enjoy the story. The moon shone done on the earth with a harsh glare. The wind tore at the trees, trying to rip every last leaf from...
Ah, finally the week was over. Jimmy had some idea of keeping this special. Friday evening, he thought he'd go round to his flat and spend the weekend there. What could go wrong? He just didn't want to spend the weekend in his boarding school. He was an adventurous sort. A boy, eighteen. And truly adventurous. He didn't like the way everyone thought of him...
This recounts a first meeting between an older man and a younger one, seemingly to explore a smoke buddy connection with another gay guy. The story is true, and is the opening to the longer story of how smoke buddies became lovers looking to build a future together. Errors are mine, the memories we made together. Fall was underway. The air had that cool cri...
A homoerotic story written by Jason Land PROLOGUE This is a sequel to my first story, which is entitled 'Sebastian -The Male Escort', which gave an account of my education at a private school in Sheldon, New York and how, on leaving school I moved to New York city and through a variety of circumstance, found myself acting as a paid Male Escort, which turn...
I had to turn my eyes away from the penetrating stare of Finn Bergstrum, so I took my first good look at his assistant, Nabil. "Satyr" was the first thought that entered my mind, and I almost was able to imagine two little horns above his ears there. Sharp, swarthy features with that almost sneer of a smile that was close to the edge of presumption and cruel...
=== Friendly warning: This story includes piss play === ***** It's never easy starting a new business - even when you know exactly, what you're doing. But I felt confident anyway. My father was an excellent mechanic. He taught me how to repair cars and bikes as well - so well, that at the age of twenty-five, I was confident enough to move out of my hometow...
VENICE BEACH AND MORE After they dropped Danielle off at his place, Chuck and Andrew drove to Venice Beach. Like anything else, seeing pictures and reading about places is very different than being there. The Venice Beach Boardwalk was everything Danielle said. Stretching about one and a half miles along the sands of the Pacific Ocean, the boardwalk was uni...
Thunder? Stampede? Earthquake? Ragnarök? No, man, it's the Disciples. The whole motherfucking gang. They're on their hogs, and they ride. Hair streams like sinister oriflammes. Naked biceps clench in leather jerkins. Fists twist throttles. Like a dust of diamonds sweat glistens on the tattoo tapestry. The Disciples roar through primeval forest, serpentinin...