I'm an "old guy." Much of my coming out had to do with sex rather than lifestyle, but now lifestyle has just about caught up. I may be bi or gay or whatever, as if I even care. As the saying goes, where the dick leads, the heart will follow. Or something like that! After many years of hiding in the straight world, including two marriages, I have evolved, and...
I stare glumly at the ceiling. I'm laying on my unmade bed, unsure of what went wrong on my last date. He's a nice guy, smart, funny. He even has a nice body. But when he offered to take me back to his place, something in me refused to do it. That happens often. I'm not sure why. I'm twenty-three years old and I have yet to enjoy sex. I always regret it whe...
The anniversary of our first meeting was fast approaching and several times we had come close to intercourse. Two guys thinking with their cocks isn't a great recipe for clear reasoning, or for delaying gratification. We wanted the first time to be special and I had a fear that he, or I, would lose interest once the deed had been done. Our anniversary came...
Table of Contents [1] Introduction: [2] Who are transsexuals? [3] Who are cross-dressers and transvestites? [4] What are cross-dressers and transvestites like? [5] How can I relate to my transsexual characters and get into their heads? [6] What terminology should I use? [7] What terminology should I avoid? [8.1] What do trans women look like naked?...
This Essay Was Begun— Thursday, September 27th, 2018, 6:14 p.m. Well then, and good day, friends! Yes, 'twould appear it's essay time again, would't not. The topic: writing lesbian fiction. I realize there've already been done a number of essays, treatises, theses and tutorials on the subject at hand. But now...there's one more. What got me into writin...
The gates swung closed behind Charles as he slowly drove his car up the sweeping driveway. Even though he was looking forward to the erotic delights which were in store for him that day, the cares of the world seemed to weigh heavily on his shoulders. As he drove up to the garage he mused about the dullness of the life which seemed to stretch endlessly befo...
Chapter 03 (The Masseuse) Debra woke up the next morning in a wonderful mood. Her husband had kissed her goodbye as he headed for work and she got up and dressed just after he left. After a quick breakfast she cleaned up the dishes and made a quick run through the house basically tidying up. She then called her friend Barbara, the one who told her about the...
Friends are there for friends It was a most curious end to a disappointing night of cruising the bars and pubs looking for pussy. 'Disappointing' is a mild term given the state of our arousal, but there just wasn't a lot about, despite the searing temperatures that began defining an above average English summer. My friend Lyndon was studying in the norther...
My name is Big Mickey and I am an anal enthusiast. I just love anal sex. There's nothing quite like it in the world of sex. I think a few of you know what I mean. Ah, come on. I know that everybody loves anal. Both men and women. How else would you explain why it's so taboo? People consider something taboo because they like it but feel secretly ashamed, so t...
You've written your story, edited it within an inch of its life, and are all ready to show it to the world. You open a submission page and – what's this? Story Tags? What the bleep is a Story Tag? The larger any archive grows, the more important organization becomes. Separating stories into our current categories helps connect readers with stories they'll e...