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When the big metal door opened, my first thought was that he looked a bit like Alec Baldwin. No, not the hot young "30 Rock" version of Alec Baldwin. More like the current mature version with graying hair and a couple of extra pounds.
Still, he was definitely handsome enough for me to want to kiss when he opened the door as we first met in person. I smiled and leaned in for a smooch... but he physically recoiled. "I'm not looking for romance," he said with no humor whatsoever. He ushered me in and locked...

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As sunlight streams through the gossamer curtains the events of last night flood my brain.
Fuck....

Hello Everyone.. Mika Here...
Actually Its something experimental from my side. Its completely focused on Gay male stuff. i will keep Female encounters to the minimum also it might gross you out as i added a lot of intresting stuff related to weird fetishes & extreme humiliation so Read at your own risk. Enough talking enjoy the story wimps.....

Unforgettable

For years I lived a straight life. This included marriage, 19 years of it, before I finally came to grips with who and what I was. Throughout my whole life I had good times and bad, but only once had I ever been truly satisfied. When I say satisfied I don't just mean sexually satisfied, I mean emotionally as well. That one time hovered at the back of my mind as I got older and I compared it to every experience I had. This may have been why I felt so dissatisfied with my life. It all ste...

It was summer and I had made a decision. A decision to put myself out there and meet new friends! I moved to Austin back in March and it was now June and the only people I knew were co-workers. I couldn't count on a fun summer if all I knew was work!
I decided to join a local run club. They were so popular and filled with singles like me I heard. I figured I could find a few people that were of a like mind! Plus, I could do with a few extra miles to stave off any weight gain as I neared 30....

*Elliott*
The woman staring back at me from across the desk wore the kind of polished smile that made my skin crawl. The kind you see at press junkets or high-end car dealerships--shiny, practiced, and full of lies.
Great. One of those.
Fucking Spencer.
If I'd known that jackass planted a talent scout at the open mic, I would've walked out the second she said, "We'd love to talk." But now here I was, trapped in a "chic," modern office while she looked at me like I was something to catalog and se...

This is the second in a series of first-person stories of a shy, small town boy discovering his bisexual side later in life. Not all experiences are "sexy" as unexpected emotions and reactions are uncovered during the events that unfold.
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Online personals - my second experience.  
Six months after my initial bookstore experience and the memory is still vivid. Despite its awkward beginning, middle and end, my desire to fully experience another man's cock continues to grow. The event plays over and...

Josh:
"Do you think I should talk to Adam?" I asked Corey, who was sitting at the reception, scrolling his phone absentmindedly.
"Huh? What did you say?" Corey looked up, confused. "I hear Adam, what did that fucker do this time?"
"He didn't do anything! I'm saying maybe I should stop ignoring him..."...

Chapter 1: Taylor & Dono
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It was Memorial Day weekend -- three days, two nights -- and the boys were heading to a cabin in Gatlinburg.
The crew had been doing these bro trips for years now -- since high school. They'd all known each other since middle school or earlier -- thick as thieves.
There were nine of them on this trip:...

Billy couldn't wait to get home and try to reboot. He needed a shower first, then a good mouth rinse followed by a good porn session to calm him down. The taste of Paul's cum remained strong in his mouth and he struggled resisting the urge to smell and lick his palm more than he already had. He could still feel Paul's thick heavy cock in his palm as he gripped the steering wheel of his car. He squeezed his small dick through his pants to help ease the ache setting in as he pulled into the driveway....

Recap: Rob and I (two straight/bi-curious guys) formalized a friends-with-benefits situation where he is in full control, receives pleasure, and I am his on-demand, obedient, and submissive dick-sucking bitch that no one knows about. Rob requests and receives a BJ in a park before heading back to his bedroom for a BJ, giving me a facial, and taking a spontaneous picture of me with a full cum facial. I am not sure how I am going to handle him having a cum-faced picture of me with his cock on my lips. No one ...

Most adult ballet classes are pretty 'casual' about what you wear- shorts, sweats, whatever. But the instructor for this class, Madame S taught a very precise method and most of her students, male and female, wore tights out of respect for her and so she could properly make corrections. So I came into class in black tights, a white tee and a dance belt. I loved atmosphere of that class, because it was so traditionally 'ballet', and I loved how the tights felt and looked on me. I was in good shape, in my ear...

Adam meant it when he said "Dude,, You have to like... blow me every single day after work."
I'm not even sure how it became routine.
Monday to Friday, I gave Adam the kind of stress relief most guys only dream about. He'd get home from work around six-thirty. Still in his dress socks, tie loose, chest rising under that tight undershirt as he stood in front of the window, always in his trunks, like it was our unspoken signal....

Some people walk into a room and draw every gaze without trying. I walk into a room and instantly become part of the background--like a chair, or a ficus. Not in a sad way. Just... neutral.
I've always been that way. Not bad-looking, not hot. Not dumb, not brilliant. The kind of guy you forget a few minutes after talking to. Six foot tall--six-one if you squint and I'm wearing the right shoes. Brown hair. Quiet face. Decent body, but not the kind that gets you stopped on the street....

My name is Daniel. I cohabitate with my wife, Debbie, and my unofficial wife, Cassidy.
The three of us have an open relationship. I share both my wives with other men and woman. They have also shared me with one of there side actions, a lady named Maggie.
Debbie is the most amorous of the three of us. She cheated while with her side action guy, Tony, Aka Horse. She was double penetrated by him and a fellow named Sam....

I grabbed my ice cream cone and nearly collapsed on the bench from exhaustion. It was a hot day. Hotter than most summer days. It was 97 degrees and pure sun. Usually I can handle heat, but after walking from the gym, it was a lot to handle. Every day I walk past the skatepark on the way home from my workout. Thankfully there was some sort of vendor there most days selling cool drinks or sweets. Today was a hard day from the gym, so anything cold felt right. Some guy was making a competition out of squats a...

I just turned 25, and I'm recently single after a 4-year relationship. That's not true; we broke up almost a year ago, and I am at my wits' end with being alone.
My name is Sidney Harrison Newman -- fuck I know my mom was a fan of Harrison Ford and Sidney Poitier, thank God, she didn't name me Paul. Objectively, I'm in great shape, have been told I'm handsome, and generally, am a good guy. I'm 6'2" tall, with blond hair, emerald-green eyes, 44" chest, 30" waist, 8-pack, nice cum gutters, bubble butt, and...

Hello to all my horny readers! Here is the thrilling conclusion to Pulling Weeds. Please leave comments and let me know how many loads you're donating to my stories. My summer is light so I should be able to publish a little more frequently. Enjoy lovelies!

Pulling Weeds: Part 2

Shawn flipped through the three $20 bills from another satisfied customer. His solo trip had proved successful, and he was feeling good as he walked back to his truck. Shawn wouldn't admit it to anyone, but he always g...

Ballet Tights Part 7 Epilogue- At The Ballet Again
A few months later we attended the Nutcracker. We had great seats so close I could see the fabric of the tights the dancers were wearing. As I gazed at the dancers my mind went back to that night at the ballet when I first noticed the men, and desperately wanted to be aroused by the women but couldn't. Now I just admired the beauty of the dancers, no longer worrying about what aroused me and what didn't. Towards the end of the first act, the dancers dres...

Its 1980, I'm 30 years old. I've been living with my partner, Tiny, since his 1974 Halloween party. I am 5 feet six inches tall have a 4 inch cock when hard and weigh 142 pounds. I have black hair and brown eyes. My partner, Tiny, is a high end fabric seller at the Merchandise Mart. When I met him, Tiny was 5 feet 10 inches. He had a 65 inch waist, thick thighs and thinning hair. Over time Tiny's waist expanded to 75 inches and his hair disappeared....

All characters in this story are over 18.
"What are we doing?" I whispered to Tristan, my boyfriend. He held one finger up to his lips and shushed me. The group we were touring the museum with continued to walk ahead without us as we hid behind an impressively tall statue. I could hear the tour guide's voice fading as she talked about the museum's upcoming exhibits. "Tristan!"...

I'm a slutty pig bottom. I'm very submissive, and have few limits. I'll let just about any man do anything he wants to me. I crave cock and cum. I love it rough. I need it rough.
I'm in my mid forties, and I'm 5'9" and about 195#. I have a somewhat muscular build, and I workout regularly, but I don't eat right so I'm not exactly ripped. Guys tell me I'm thick. I am pretty proud of my butt, which is a nice bubble. I'm usually clean shaven, and I keep my body smooth. I wear my brown hair in the typical gay...

He was horny and on a time limit.
Technically so was I, except that mattered less, both because I had plenty more time than he did and also because it was his orgasm that took precedence.
My regular rendezvous with my buddy was chiefly about him, his pleasure, his load.
Buddy's been roofing every summer since graduating high school. Today he was on a job near me in my area and could sneak away on his lunch break. 30 precious minutes to worship him and take his load. I was determined to make the mos...

Author's Note(s): Hey, folks. Sorry that I've been missing in action for so long. To be honest, I'd been struggling with severe writer's block. I'm hoping it has finally lifted, but only time will tell. This is the first thing I've been able to finish in nine months; please forgive me if it feels less polished than some of my previous works....

Q should've been my man, and not Downey.
"I need you," I texted him on a Saturday afternoon.
"What you need me fah," he replied.
"To fix something," I told him.
"Where Downey at, LOL," he replied.
Downey was my boyfriend who was best friends with, "Q," short for Quincy. Downey and I were together five years, but finished at a phase where we just didn't care for each other, or were just tired of one another. Downey started stepping out, and I was just looking, when Q came into my view....

Dan's wife Monica returned later that morning so Dan and I didnt have time to discuss things. After greeting Monica, I settled back downstairs in their built up basement where I was staying. The room was twice the size of a prototypical man cave. A love seat that doubles as a bed. A small bar within a living area and a nice sized bathroom. A big screen TV and audio system took up a considrable portion of the wall. All in all, it's a terrific room, especially for what I need....

I woke up first. I had hugged my best friend all night, feeling his warmth, specially the warmth of his ass against my crotch.
Lucas was a heavy sleeper, so I hit the shower. When I was done, I left the bathroom dry and wearing only briefs.
"Good morning," Lucas said.
"Stop staring. You can go home now."...

On the Road Pt.3
By Seki
POV Mason
"MASON ANDREW SANDERS!" were the strained screams that jolted me awake, sending shivers through my goddamn spine. My eyes barely had time to adjust to the dimness of my room before Sammy, my tour manager, came bursting in, almost breaking the door between us....

Chapter One: Hot Summer Days
It was a sunny summer day in 1974 and I was spending it as I did most of my summer days in my teens, with my best bud, Eric. At school Eric was popular, not like I wasn't, but he was widely known by the whole school. He was a football star and quite the looker. He was about 6'2 and I'd say 190lbs of pure cut muscle. Not like those super lean guys, but the muscle was nice and formed giving him incredible arms and legs. He had dark black hair and could grow a great beard if he ...

"Jack is getting married, huh?" I mumbled from over the bottle of cold Bud Light. Not that I was shaken by the news. Jack liked to present himself as a family man. But it took him quite some time. "At last, I guess..."
"Indeed, Barry, indeed." My interlocutor was looking at me with a suspiciously wide smile....