Several days had passed since Rock had found that I would play the female role when I was with him. Since then he had been avoiding me. This huge man had played with and abused my pecs and kissed my nipples until I came like a racehorse. Rock did this without seeming gay at all. The whole time he was making me cum he was as masculine and straight as if he wa...
...I suggest you read previous chapters first to understand characters... Friday night finds me walking next door, wondering what I am doing. Should I help Sue out her husband? As much as I struggle with my gayness, it seems cruel to force it on him. What if he is straight and has just lost interest in sex? This plan of hers could backfire and be a real mes...
The light flooded the room and the covers were pulled off me, leaving me naked and exposed to the coolness of the morning. "What time is it?" I moaned. The last thing I remembered was Tom crying himself to sleep and me lying there in a state of semi-terror, dreading the morning which apparently had arrived. "Get your lazy ass out of bed," Tom teased. He...
Master Mike is a 50 year old divorced, Gay Master with a shiny bald head and a black mustache. He stands 6'6" and his hard, muscular body is the product of good genes, healthy eating, and years in the gym. I met him online after placing an ad about me and my growing need to meet a discrete dominant male interested in helping a married heterosexual man exper...
We are sitting naked at opposite ends of the long sofa in my apartment. The sofa is covered all along the seat and up over the back with a sheet of warm plastic for later games. We have taken our clothes off and discarded them as soon as we arrived home from our intimate dinner in our favorite restaurant. Of course, we held hands and rubbed each other's cock...
Me, trembling. I'd just noticed you watching me at the café in the square. I was sitting where the young men displayed themselves for the tourists, but I was new to this. More curious than anything else. Sure I could handle one of those paunchy, cigar-chewing, middle-aged American tourists—just a surreptitious suck—usually him sucking me—in the alley nearby...
The next day I woke up like I usually did. Went through my normal morning routine, as I got out of the shower, got dressed. I went to the kitchen to fix my morning meal of bacon, eggs, toast and coffee. I was surprised when Sue walked in to the kitchen, as she normally does not get up this early. She does not need to be at work for at least an hour and a hal...
It was hard to concentrate on washing the breakfast dishes and cleaning the kitchen. Mister G was in one of his playful moods and couldn't seem to keep his hands off me. He massaged my shoulders and back and occasionally a hand would slip beneath the waistband of my shorts and claim possession of a buttock, squeezing and pinching it. Needless to say, I wou...
"You've obviously discussed the other five paintings of the set in some detail," I remarked to my two clients. "Could you give me a rundown of what you have in mind to give me an idea of context." "Okay, so the first is the beautiful composition of us kneeling face-to-face with our erections forming a heart-shape," Stephen told me, before laughing again at...
The following story is complete fiction. It deals with sexual activities between two male eighteen year old high school seniors and their older male vice principal. If such content offends you or violates your community standards, please stop reading right now. ***** Todd and Aaron emerged from Mr. Gibson's office, still in shock about what had just happen...