I can't believe that happened. I repeat the words over and over in my mind. How could I tell Carla, would she even believe me? "Earth to Nick," Josh says patiently. "Sorry," I say. "Just something on my mind." I try to focus on Josh. It was really nice of him to invite me out for coffee. I haven't known him for very long. We met at the restaurant I work a...
Last summer I decided to work the local mall shoe store for some extra cash for my fall semester at the community college. Working in two person shifts, actually is quite boring. The majority of the people coming in are just browsing. So basically, you wait on people hand and foot, no pun intended, for nothing. Every so often I would meet somebody interes...
I watched as the man in the next booth ran his fingers up and down his growing shaft. He must enjoy teasing himself. He wrapped his hand around his now stiff cock and slowly moved it up and down. Up and down. I felt my own cock hardening in my jeans as I watched him. I started to bulge, wanting to be released. I moved closer to the glory hole and pushed m...
John was having the time of his life. He had just turned 18 and he had a job at a local gym, earning some extra money before college started. He had free use of all the equipment, could use the pool, and the job he had wasn't very hard at all. He was off today, and had came to the gym to work out. After a hard workout he headed to the showers. He entered th...
My name is Kyle, your typical gay male living in New York City. Although, I haven't always lived in The Big Apple. I'm originally from small town called Marion in Iowa. My family has lived there for generations. I never really thought about moving myself, until my father caught me and my "best friend" fucking like wild animals in the boat house. You have...
Last sentence - chapter 51- "This is great, but what about me" Bud is slowly working his way up my back. I thought he might go even further and try to fuck me and I was going to say yes. Instead he slid back down my body, got up and told me it was time to turn over so he could work on my front. As I turned over I could see that all three of us were hard a...
*** This is a fictional story of a scenario that I think is all too real for most gay and bisexual men, even in this day and age. Too often, I think we forget that we're all just confused, lost people bumping into one another in life, and that doing so often has a long lasting effect on each other. I didn't want to spend too much time here going over relatio...
It was a late Monday night. Mondays are always the worst, the weekend is over and back to work we must go. I needed to unwind so I went to the adult video store to pick up a little material. I was browsing through the masses of videos when I noticed a man, maybe 26 years old or so walk in and head toward the Gay/TV section. I didn't think much of it, that's...
Sometimes, things just fall into place. It always seems that the harder I look the less I find. But this is an occasion where I didn't have to look very hard. It is a situation where technique met fantasy. I had a session last evening with a college lad I met at the book store. I go there sometimes just to check. He was in the classics section. He look...
Editor's Note: story contains gay non-consent themes. * Farid and I have been friends for three years now. He is two years younger than me. He has a perfect ass, but the thing I like about him is his feet. I haven't actually seen him barefoot, but the way his boots are fitted with his feet, I think he has great feet. When I masturbate I think we are having...