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A Guy Like Barry

by alexcarr on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

It was all due to Barry. Barry my guardian angel of sorts. The guy who really showed me the way ahead. The guy who patiently showed me how I should deal with my sexual leaning and really come out of myself.. In fact just come out and declare my sexuality without being ashamed because of the result of my strictly puritan upbringing that it was a sin to be a...

Office Reunion Ch. 02

by BiMax on Apr 17, 2018
Gay Male

Monday morning commutes are often depressing. People's expressions are dour and tired – a sullen resignation that infects like a virus. Everyone's weekend was far too short. Nobody wants to go to work. Except for me. I love going to work. Because virtually every day at work I get to suck on James big fat cock. And some days I get to fuck it as well. Ever si...

Thomas and Daniel Compare

by TGKavanagh on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The fog hung heavy over Victorian London this Friday evening, Thomas and Daniel had been working late finishing the accounts for an important client and had finally completed their task. As they left their office, heading for their respective homes, a boy approached and informed them of an art exhibition with complimentary champagne. "Let's give it a whirl...

From Straight To Slightly Bent

by Akito01 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

It is an arrangement we create in secret. Each of us with our own lives, and our own partners, but also each with our own unfulfilled desires. You; you crave to seduce a straight man to the point you would have him treat you as his woman, his bitch. Me; I am restless and curious, seething beneath a placid exterior. The opportunity to have someone under my se...

Blood and Love Ch. 01

by Eternalivan on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

The bright sunlight hit my face as Amanda slid the curtains from the windows. I moaned and pulled the covers over my head. I wanted to sleep. Last night had been like the many nights since that dreadful day when I had lost my parents in the car crash. The screams, the horror and the guilt kept returning to me every night. I couldn't sleep and would lie awake...

Vampire LaCour's 2nd Coming Ch. 07

by sr71plt on Apr 3, 2019
Gay Male

Emile watched them from the shadows in the pale moonlight. He had driven the limo slowly and sedately up St. Charles Street in New Orleans' fashionable Garden District, past majestic Second Empire Victorian houses. He looked for addresses as he glided down the tree-lined street in the dark of the night and eventually found the one he sought. Following the de...

The Very Stupid Boy

by albert1er on Aug 7, 2019
Gay Male

I can't believe what I'm about to tell you but I have to say that I am a really stupid boy. It happened last week when I was on a training course in Birmingham in the West Midlands. My name is Ryan. I am a twenty two year old single guy and I work for one of the UK's top five banks. I had obtained a Finance Degree at Nottingham Trent University the previo...

Beer No. 02

by JKWG on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

He just looked me in the eye with his mischievous glare. * Micheal could pick me up. It was a fact he was proud of, because all our other friends were far too heavy for him, and he demonstrated it regularly. I could remember all the times I had held me breath and prayed that my dick wouldn't give me away as his arms snaked round my waist, but this time I c...

You

by EAAddams on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Dedication and Thank you: To my dear friend Gipsy Keket, thank you for the wonderful names you came up with and for your always being there for me, and; being a creative inspiration to me always. You are a great friend and inspiration. I love ya girl! It was a Sunday morning and it had begun to rain when I heard these words: "You," he said, "are a terribly...

Tan Lines

by KeithD on Sep 23, 2019
Gay Male

I nervously waited in the Philadelphia International Airport baggage claim area for Angus Talbot to pass through from his return from three weeks in the Bahamas. That was half the time I'd been working for him, transferring from the Chicago office at his request. At twenty-five, I was in my first job following graduate school as a concept artist at a major a...