As we sat on the bus, the hunk looked over at me, his eyes burning into me, with that look I knew all too well. I sucked in a bit of air as I felt him spread his legs a bit more, pressing into me to make sure I was getting the signal. I pressed back, and stuck out my other leg, showing off my muscular legs. I saw his eyes roam down, and imagined what he was thinking.
This is the story of the day my life changed when my best friend dominated me and showed me a world of pleasure I never thought possible. (updated version)
This is no story. It's a play. One act about gay men. The stage? Not a formal one with curtains and bright lights, but one set in the woods of a gay campground. A campsite complete with smoldering fires and leaking cock.
Always looking for a reason to party, Avery is having his annual Mid Summer’s Eve bonfire, celebrating fertility in spirit with others around the world. He didn't expect to be bred.
Cam seems back to his old self, but his mood swings have Seth concerned. Meanwhile, Zach is loving Seth's world. But the constant exposure to hot men have him hornier than ever and he decide's a little "road head" will solve his problem... or does it cause more? And while we're on the subject of horny... Seth hits Scotty up for day passes to The Resort. Are Brad and Scotty for that?
True story of my first time in 1979 as a 18 yo lad. Only a journey of a few miles but a real journey of discovery for me and it quickly escalated to something I couldn't even of imagined. So this is as true as I can make it. Was a long time ago. Xmas eve 1979 to be precise...
Arty and Doug have been close buddies since grade school. Now they owned a business together. But they never really communicated on a personal level too well. Their friendship centered around fishing and sports. While fishing separately on different days, each man ends up running into a third man that neither knows too well.
Into the trees past ashphalt streets and further away from my home, Searching the darkness and emptiness, I'm hiding away from the sun. I'll never rest and never be at ease. All matter's expired so I run to the leaves. A secret and mystical encounter transpired in my retreat from the city above and satyriasis cursed me.
When I was 22, my neighbor, Kenny discovered I liked to be spanked by men. Kenny was in a motorcycle club and invited me to their BBQ. I wasn't aware Kenny had told everyone about me. Once there I got convinced to spend the day nude below the waist. The guys had a great time and so did I as their Boy Toy
For reasons I'm still not sure about I thought it would be fun to go around the neighborhood at night with no pants on. By accident I found that the fear of being caught wiould make me spontaneously ejaculate. This became addictive and I started taking greater risks. I got caught by Mr. Harris and he took it upon himself to administer appropriate punishment. It left a lasting effect.
I felt Eric's long wet beard on my back as he leaned in over my shoulder, the whiskey on his breath was strong when he whispered in my ear, "You've wanted this since the day you moved in."