I stepped out of my car, clicked the remote, and hustled across the snow covered street. It was cold as a witch's tit outside and I was bound on getting out of it as soon as possible. I grabbed the front door of the American Athletic Club and darted in to the warmth. It was a Sunday night in the dead of winter, in Minnesota. My buddies were tired from a we...
Chapter 7 -- Massage I had arrived at my hotel in Dallas, checked in and was trying my key in the door when it suddenly opened and there was a couple coming out. We were all surprised and went to the front desk to clear up the issue. On the elevator ride down, we chatted and I found that they were in town for a conference that his wife was attending. Now th...
I now understand that my subconscious was miles ahead of my "surface" brain on knowing what I wanted. Male models apparently are as justly characterized as thick brained as female models are reputed to be. There was no blame to cast; I'd seen the Egyptian doctor (if he really was a doctor) work the young men on the gym floor and in the shower room. There was...
I fled Marty's hot tub as soon as I came fully back into consciousness. They had left me there, hunched over in the seat of the hot tub, and were now much more interested in each other than in me. Neal was still standing there when I brushed by, and we exchanged looks. I was too exhausted and conflicted to flirt in any way, but he gave me a look that told m...
It was all happening so fast. I didn't even have time to feel panic. I just felt a dullness and a foreboding—and a creeping sense of being trapped in a web of some sort. No, more like a cocoon, the sticky thread winding around and around me. Smothering me. "Just a few minutes, Dr. Winthrop, and you can go back to your room. I know this has been a shock to y...
I got to the triathlon just in time to see Tim transition from the bike to the run. I yelled to him, cheering him on. He didn't seem happy to see me. He did look sexy in his tight tri suit which showed off the bulge of his big cock. I thought that it would be awesome to suck it now, all sweaty and hot, and as he ran off I admired his tight, fit ass. I wait...
*This is a real story, my own story in fact. It's about one of my sex buddy, and to protect his privacy and confidentiality, I shall call him Rick for the purpose of this story. Please forgive my poor command in English! Let me know what you think.* __________________________________________________ Chapter 1: Rick As he caressed my body more and more pa...
I decided that while enjoying my short vacation away from Boston, I should include at least one sexy trip to one of Montreal's famously sexy gay men's saunas. I am bi-sexual and I enjoyed a couple of hot flings with two different older men when I was in my late teens a few years earlier. I am told I have decent looks and I have found that my swimmers style s...
Club Orlando looked nice enough from the outside. On a quiet side street, a short drive from my hotel near the airport, the name and the building suggested a sports club, not the bath house that it is. From time to time, intermixed with a much larger library of gay fantasies, I'd imagined what it would be like to visit a bath house. My attraction to men ha...
It's funny, but after I gave Sam a very gay blowjob in front of his wife, I was satisfied. Even though I didn't cum, I was happy to leave, even with a fucking beautiful and fucking naked and fucking aroused Lisa in the same fucking bed as her spent husband and me. I gave her a gentlemanly kiss and went home, leaving the younger lovers to sleep together and p...