A few people have asked about by non-gay experiences, so here you go. I didn't even consider M/M sex until I was thirty, and it is still not at the top of my preferred list, but it's a lot easier to find, and a lot more dramatic, so most of my stories so far have included it. Here's something from when I was in my early 20's. * * * My first time in Hawa...
When we left Michelle at the beach she was headed toward the showers and no one was around for her to be caught in her soiled predicament. In this alternative ending that's not the case. You get to let me know which you prefer and I'll write from there. . I welcome your comments and want to know if you've enjoyed my story. If you chose to vote, be kind. Th...
All characters in this story are full and consenting adults. ***** You squat at the edge of the lake with a hand on one knee while the other hand reaches out to pat the water and send your spirit self shivering and wrinkling away. Then you let the water calm until she returns, only to do it again. The russet tangles of your hair hide your face, but there i...
Separated by some 3,000 miles, I wrote several stories for my girlfriend, hoping to keep us in touch and sexually connected. This and other stories are fiction based on her fantasies and written with her as the first person. I tried using details to evoke visions of what the characters would see, hear, feel, smell and taste—something I believe is missing fro...
"Welcome to another addition of my strange and secret world." - Lilith MANILA PHILIPPINES: Spring I was young in college and promiscuous... Once again I woke in a startle to discover the devil observing me. Since my contact with the old custodian I've experienced weird things and strange feelings. In the night I find him beside my bed staring at me and sp...
Home for Seniors #4 Wow, that was one hell of a game of dominoes. That session with Max, Al and Gene was really something. I sure wasn't expecting anything like to happen, but very happy that it did! A trip to the city's Museum of Art was scheduled for a few days later. I had signed up for it figuring it was a way to get "away" from the Home and to see the...
The nightingales flicked and flashed through the forest air, diving around the tall elm trees that lined the earthen track. The orange sky of dusk tried in vain to pull the sun up again, though the silver moon lurked in the high, clear, star filled air. The sound of hooves dashed the silence like a heavy drum and broke the peace. All of a sudden a large grey...
Lisa called Ellen and invited her over for dinner and she accepted. Lisa fixed a delicious dinner with plenty of wine. After dinner, we went into the living room, wine in hand. We asked Ellen how she was doing and she said she was a bit lonely and bored. Then she laughed and said, "I shouldn't say this, but I miss Ed fucking me. He was bi and we had the b...
Dear Reader This story is all a product of my imagination. Fantasy from a fantasytic mind. I don't let facts get in the way of a story. This is not a quick jerk story. All medical diagnoses and treatments are carried out by professionals personally trained by me. Please do not try anything described in this story without getting advice from a licensed m...
I'm Five. No, not five years old, or you wouldn't be reading this here! My real name is Gabriel, though I usually go by Gabe, and I am the Master of the House of Bondage. If you look up "House of Bondage" on line you will get lots of hits, but none of them are us -- it's our private name for the house where I live with Liz, aka the Tormentor, and Sara, who...