This is nothing but a fantasy and it's not meant to be a great work of prose. If you think that this subject may not interest you, please don't be surprised and then leave negative feedback. Now, on to the fantasy... Living alone has its drawbacks, but it also has its benefits. One benefit is that I don't have to answer to anyone, I can buy what I want to b...
"Jerry, that's fucking offensive." said Marcus as he pressed a towel to his forehead. He pulled his tank top over him, and balled it into his locker. He slammed the door, and turned. He pressed his back against the metal, crossing his arms as he stared at his friend. Jerry scoffed, and let out a laugh. "What's wrong, cupcake? Afraid I might be right? You'r...
I knew it was going to be a challenge to pull my weight when I went into the partnership with Steve and Chuck. They graduated in the top of our law school class; I was somewhere in the bottom half, I think. More relevant to their professional trajectories, they were the stereotypical alpha males: tall, strong, good looking and self-confident to the point of...
I am a 44 year old "secretly" bisexual male. I say secretly in that only a few of my very very close friends along with my girlfriend are aware of this fact. After reading numerous stories on this site, some fiction, some not, I thought that I would relate several real experiences that have happened to me over the years as I have explored this side of my sex...
Hey David, that thing we talked about, are you still up for it? Send me your address. Time? Will you be alone? Yeah? Cool. Looking forward to it. Ah, there's the street, what number again? I check the scribble note on the dash. I pull up down the street a little, and walk back to his place. Might as well be discreet. Oh look, a condo with what looks like a...
I had taken a part-time job in an exercise facility in a small town in southern Alberta. By working there I had unlimited access to the facility free. Being a little shy around the bigger lifters this meant that I could exercise alone after the 9:00 closing. One evening Graham dropped by to check out the facilities. I knew him casually and when he mentioned...
"I don't know man, this is all too new right now. Maybe I can..." the big boy stood contemplating a way to satisfy his quarterback, "... jack you off?" The big eighteen year old sheepishly motioned his hand in an up and down motion, hoping to avoid having to suck his quarterback's dick, or worse yet lose his anal virginity to him. "Fuck that! My dick is go...
There I was. Walking. Walking down the dark Corvallis streets wondering why they weren't better lit. 'At least I can see the stars,' thought the young man I once was. After walking around for fourty-three minutes my predestination is presented to me. Alan's house, at least it was according to the e-mail I received, stood before me. Trepidation. I can back...
"Next up, is a pike plank! Everyone move to the front of your carriage, like Erik over there! And we're here for 60 seconds!" Shouted Allan, as he threw a wink in my direction. I could feel my abs burn with each contraction of the machine and my abs. I could smell the sweat puddling on the hard, black top of the reformer machine. And the puddle only grew as...
This will be an ongoing short story series of TRUE STORIES about my life on the streets. I will post them as I get them written. The first of which (this one) contains non-consensual male on male sex. If that bothers you, DO NOT READ. For those who wanted to know what happened to Houston (because you felt sorry for him), [RE: BOYS AVENUE], I've given it som...