I have written this story "Fifi La Femme-A Pansy at Last" mainly from personal experience as a mature homosexual transvestite who was a gay virgin until my early 40s. I hope that it will appeal both to extreme effeminates and the ultra-masculine men they ache to serve. Now divorced I've been living with my boyfriend Ron for three years as his gay wife and ye...
UpSkirt, Sitting Uppie, and Downblouse Paradise Heterosexual man pretends to be gay for voyeuristic pleasure in seeing an endless parade of panties, bras, tits, and pussies. It took me a while but I found a loophole in the sexual nonsense that exists between men and women. Here I was all these years unsuccessfully trying to pickup women in bars to have sex...
Chapter 2- Missing Big Frank Coming Out Telling our wives wasn't easy especially for me who had seduced Shirley's gorgeous hetero husband by dressing up in my wife Doreen's lingerie and make-up and offering him full homo sex as a limp wristed effeminate lady-man. It was my first experience as a queer and when Frank asked me to marry him; to be his gay wi...
It's a curious thing, gay literature. It has, over the years, been the most difficult of books for me to read. Gore Vidal, Tennessee Williams, even Gordon Merrick (remember him?) and scores of other gay or bi writers seem defeated before they started. Excellent as Vidal and Williams and John Rechy can be, there is this terrible undercurrent or not so undercu...
One man having sex with four, sexy women on the eve of her wedding, the bride, the maid of honor, and the two bridesmaids, what are the odds of him getting lucky. I'd say pretty good. Continued from Chapter 01: In the way that he did last night, he scooped her up in his arms and carried her to her bedroom and gently put her on her bed as if she was someone...
With the wife out for a couple of hours more and the house quiet, it became the opportunity to open a bottle of bock beer and enjoy a smoke while surfing a few favorite sites. The evening developed in promising fashion, letting my cock lead the way after finishing half of the cold pint. Which led to getting more excited by the increasingly interesting gay st...
STRANGE BARS OF NEW ORLEANS Another vacation stop in New Orleans on our way home to Florida from Illinois. I'll be just guessing at what was said. But with the help of my old notes, it went something like this. We were wandering down a side street in the middle of the French Quarter in the middle of a weekday afternoon. Dollie wearing something sexy. Me...
Ananta has a dream. She dreams of romance. Of sex. Of a tall, handsome man quite her opposite making love to her over and over. Alas. Her geekish self cannot manage to obtain a boyfriend. Two graduate degrees and three jobs later she is still single. Her loving, teasing best-friend who is incidentally gay and the closest she's ever been to a man, Ungar,...
Hey, there. My name is Jacob Celestin and I'm a six-foot-one, kind of chubby yet still mildly good-looking young black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm twenty one years old. Someone once told me that a young man's college days are supposed to be the best days of his life. If you ask me, somebody lied. These days, I'm definitely not havi...
Chapter Seventeen - Kathleen Has an Orgasm As soon as Anthony came off in her pussy and I came off in her mouth, Kathleen screamed and in orgasm. I felt proud that we finally got her off. She deserved it for all that she did for us. Between Anthony's cock in her pussy, my cock in her mouth, my big toe gently but firmly rubbing her clit, and my fingers pulli...