I'd come out of the steambath a couple minutes before 4pm, thoroughly intoxicated in a wonderfully familiar, and very addictive, fashion. Becoming overheated in several ways, I hadn't spent more than a quarter hour in the steam. With a temperature higher than customary, causing an audible gasp when first entering the dimness, sweat quickly coating my naked s...
This is the second part of a recent bathhouse visit story. The first part describes taking my first pictures of group male sex, in a session lasting over an hour and involving 3 different men on camera. Following that extraordinary experience, I went downstairs to shower and have another beer. Returning to the bar is starting to become more common, especial...
Five of us went camping on that night that changed my life. One of the guys had an older brother who purchased a case of beer for us, and we hiked up into the woods to our favorite camping spot. After building a fire and drinking a couple of beers each, we began talking about sex. Yancy was the lucky one, and he told us some great stories about his current...
The night was black and silent engulfing the castle in a traitorous state of peace. As the royal family of the ancient city of Mamafé slept, a looming threat was at its gates. Near the small south entrance of the legendary, impenetrable Wall of Arms, there was a wishing well only used by superstitious merchants hoping to sell their goods to the rich citizens...
I wanted to fuck Nathan from the moment I saw my son, Seth, fucking him. And I didn't just want to make love to him like Seth was doing, but to really give him a good fucking. I happened upon them in Seth's bedroom. I heard the moaning from the hallway and couldn't resist checking it out. Seth had won the neighbors' new pool boy—a golden blond surfer type wi...
Published in Stallions and Other Studs, Scott O'Hara (ed), 1995 Posted to Internet circa: Sat, 20 Dec 1997 [Usenet] Stored on The Nifty Archives * * * * * The band plays on the stage. The air is blue with smoke, hot, and reeks of Miller and Budweiser. The kids cluster round the stage. The typical crowd -- jeans-clad, long haired, leather-jacketed, tatt...
I stared blankly at the television. It was a chip shot. A gimme. My favorite football team had just missed a 22 yard field goal that would of won the game. Hell my 14 year old neighbor could of made that kick. What rubbed salt into the mental wound was my girlfriend, who was dancing around the living room with glee. We had made a little wager on the game a...
Being gay and a professional sport figure does not always go hand-in-hand. Over the years, several prominent sport figures have revealed their sexuality. David Kopay, Ed Gallagher, Roy Simmons, Glenn Burke, John Amaechi and Billy Ball, just to name a few. In most instances, revealing their sexuality resulted in banishment from the sport that made them househ...
I had been at college for a couple of years now. The money I had saved up was starting to run out so I needed to find myself a job. I had grabbed the local paper on the way home from college to look for a job. I sat down at the kitchen table and started making my way through the adverts. One of the adverts jumped out at me. "Too old to do my own housework,...
****Everyone in this story is fiction and is over the age of 18**** Chapter 10: Ain't Talkin' Bout Love Dick: The next day, Jason and I woke up at 6:45 am. We didn't even discuss the events of last night, instead Jason jumped in the shower and I went to get breakfast going. When he was done, he got dressed and we sat down to eat together. While we ate, we...