I was a straight man when I first met my boyfriend. At least that's what I say, he says that it was obvious to him and others that I wasn't, that I was so obviously a closet case. It's our only disagreement, and that only because he allows me to disagree with him. In all other things I must agree. So yes, there you are, I am a gay man totally submissive to...
I'm a mostly straight 35 y/o married male. Mostly straight meaning I've had my dick sucked by guys a couple times, but not gone any further. Certainly I've never been a "bottom" and not pursued any interest in that type of sex. I've just come to the conclusion that guys can suck cock better than most females and if there aren't any women around, then a good...
The same summer my wife and I rented a place on Long Beach Island for two weeks. This is at the New Jersey shore. The place we rented was on the beach and was the bottom level of a duplex. There were three bedrooms as we anticipated having some company (my best friend and his wife) during our stay. My friend was not able to go on vacation because of a work e...
First attempt at creative writing. Please be kind. This is a true story. I had worked with Mike for a couple of years in a video store in a college town in the Midwestern part of the US, we would both end up as alumni of this university. I would say it was about 1987 give or take and Mike was a true cinephile and being far and away the smartest two people t...
Disclaimer: 100% Work of ficton ________________ Late Night at the office Part 1 'Im never gonna get to the gym tonight at this rate,' I grumbled to myself as I poured over the latest finance reports, my eyes beginning to blur from staring at the screen for so long. I sat back in my chair and stretched, the bottom of my polo riding up, revealing a small s...
Kyle sat on the bench in the locker room with a thud, panting heavily as he caught his breath after his workout. He was a runner by nature, not only enjoying the high that he got from pushing his body, but also being damn good at it. The impetus for taking up an exercise routine was mainly to avoid the dreaded freshman fifteen. The realization that he enjoye...
It's was Monday and Sting woke up early to go to work. In the apartment it was just me (Natsu) and Pablo, Sting's flat mate and lifelong friend. I laid naked on the bed, lazy and horny. I wondered what was Pablo doing. Yesterday evening he came back from a weekend out rock climbing, we heard him from Sting's room. As usual he dumped his stuff in the entranc...
"So, what do we do now?" Gordon and I were both a bit out of breath. It was almost dark and we'd been trotting around the large industrial estate for some time. Gordon had been trying to get his bearings with limited success and with the excuse he'd always been driven into the movie warehouses in Lakeland before and had never paid all that much attention to...
* Jing had tears in his eyes and his face was twisted with pain. I brushed his white hair back and pulled his shirt over his extended belly. He was swollen, and it wasn't just because he was pregnant. Something was wrong. "How do you know?" I pulled the ultra-sound machine over and started to prep Jing for the test. Jing struggled with a chuckle, "I jus...
What I am about to write here is part confession and part catharsis. However, it isn't something I feel guilty about because it was forced on me. I would never have chosen to do the things I was made to do on that warm night in May 1865. What I do feel guilty about, what I do need confess is that I can't seem to stop repeatedly committing those acts. You'll...