I'd recently moved to a new town, a new school. I hated it. I was a scrawny, nerdy kid. They bullied me relentlessly and my life miserable. Then, on the way home I came across my nemesis. He'd come off his bike. What happened next....well, it was unexpected. And brilliant!
Some kids get a paper round, some work at the local store, some mow the lawn for folks down the street. Me? I realised early on that bending over and letting guys fuck me was a more enjoyable way of earning some cash and I earned more than if I’d had a paper round! Now I'm older, that's what I do for a living. This is me. This is the final part of my story.
Johnny desires discipline-sex from an older man but doesn't know how to obtain it. On-line, he contacts a male prostitute for advice. Youngman happily helps with suggestions. Johnny sets his eye on Postman Brown. Does Brown have a chance?
Boys, inquisitive by nature, can't resist poking their noses where parents have said not to. In this case, a strange, old house just outside town. What will they see, in the windows? Will they be drawn in where they should not go?
This light-fun story is my thank-you to those who, particularly, have been reading my older stories - back to the first, almost three years old. Gosh, I'm grateful!
Light-hearted conversations suggestive and not-so-suggestive about you-know-what (I blush). These provided relief from a more heavy-duty literary effort (that is, the biggie I've been working on for you). Take the group for what it is and enjoy the kinks. I'm smiling.
I had always been a curious teen. But my first cam experience with an older man unlocked a burning desire for hung older cocks which shocked me... ever since then I haven't looked back and I've been a true submissive bottom boy ever since.
When a particularly fetching youth - say on television or in a movie - catches my eye, "What if..." comes to mind and a story idea pops up like a light bulb turned on. These three tiny tales resulted from such titillations of mind. For you to imagine are the ages and appearances of their active characters - reader participation, you know.
Aiden grew up on the street. He's used to being cold, wet, dirty. He's used to having nothing, to barely surviving. To people on the street, the Lost Boys Emporium is a myth, a fantasy. Or at least it's a fantasy until one day Aiden is rescued by one of the Emporium's Collectors. Aiden's life is turned upside down in the very best ways possible.
There is something tantalizing about the initiation of a young virgin. This week, I hooked up with a Middle Eastern twink. Boy, did he love having a cock in his mouth! But he had never experienced the joy of having one up his boycunt. I was determined to make tonight the night when I made him cross to the other side.
What if? - letters from a student at a special school were not the usual? What if the school itself were different from others - and the students loved it for that reason? This whoop of a story is my answer to those questions. I submit it for consideration by those reading here as newcomers and for as many as the 6000 (and more) who have read one (or another) of my 100 other tales on Gaydemon.
Part 7. Carlos and Alex had fallen into a bit of a challenging period during their time together in Los Angeles and wanted some means to spice things up. They accomplish this with a new friend.
The next part in the History series, based on a true story. Brian and Christian spend the night at Mark’s. Did they leave the door open? Will their seduction plans work?