Jake’s POV:The night of the bonfire, right after I dropped Danny off at his house, I drove straight to mine and parked the car in the driveway. I went inside the house and I saw all the lights were off, which meant my mom was asleep. I quickly but silently went up the stairs, into my room and closed the door behind me. I started taking my clothes off, leaving just my underwear on, and I flopped down on the bed. I thought...

I am nearly seventy and I have always wanted to indulge in some intense sexual submission. I decided to splash out a wad of dollars to hire an escort who would dominate and use me in the way I had often fantasised. Once I found an agency with a mature masculine guy willing to top me, I outlined the sort of interaction I wanted. So he knew the role-play in advance. When the escort arrived at my house, I answered the door d...

Danny’s POVThe next morning, I woke up with a start. It was a Saturday, and my mom was in my room to wake me up. “Danny,” she said while lightly nudging me in the arm. “Wake up, you have company.” “Who is it?” I asked as I sat up. “It’s Rachel. Should I tell her to come up?” she asked. Most parents wouldn’t be comfortable letting their son have a girl in his room, especially after just waking up, still in his underwear, b...

----- Senior Year of High School, 2013. ----- Jake’s POV: This was torture. My name is Jake Moss. I was an 18-year-old football player and High School Senior, and I was standing in a forest in the middle of the night a few feet away from the party the football team was throwing to celebrate we had won the last game of the season. The party was epic! It was around a bonfire, there was music and alcohol everywhere, people d...

Levi and Doug evidently liked what they’d seen, because a few days after the shoot, I heard from two of their friends. They were the gay couple I’d seen in class, who turned out to be named Rico and Miguel. These guys were photographers too, though their style seemed very different from Levi and Doug’s. They didn’t want to shoot me on the beach— or, for that matter, anywhere in public. They were looking to do studio work,...

Our story started many years ago, when Tom and I were young carpenters working on various projects. In a gig economy we signed on a job until it finished, then looked for another opportunity. Sometimes we worked for each other. The only conflicts we ever had were about who was the better craftsman, who was quicker, who was smarter. Fortunately we never quarrelled about money. Tom was very assertive and I was somewhat shy....

This is my story of losing my anal virginity after trying for twenty plus years. I have been with many men and t-girls over the years. Many have had me in the position to fuck me put for some reason or another they just couldn't push their cocks in. This is the story of the first guy that was able to! After many attempts through craigslist (before it did away with the personals section) and doublelist, I tried an ad on me...

Jack was the only gay guy I had ever talked to at any length. We both worked in the film biz, I was a carpenter, and Jack was a scenic artist/painter and was quite open about his homosexuality with the crew. I would build the scenery, and Jack would paint it. We were both part of a scenery crew sent to a small town just outside our home city to set up a stage set in a park for shooting the next week. We all arrived as the...

John had left with an intriguing request to shave my bodily hair. By now, I was smitten with him—his tousled blond hair, slim-toned body, and a cock to die for. I would do anything to please him, so a little effort with a razor was no big deal. Of course, I didn't know when he would ring again to meet me, so I would have to keep the new look permanently. I got home from work and quickly had my food - I was eager to get st...

At some point after falling asleep next to Casey, I woke up and carefully moved through the dark to the bathroom down the hall. I had to pee, and I needed a towel for the mess we’d made together. I also needed to turn off the TV in the living room. I didn’t bother grabbing my underwear, which were by the couch where I left them. Instead, I remained naked. As I made my way back to my room, I thought about what we did. It w...

I laughed as I tackled him against the couch, pushing him against the cushions and trying to hold him in place while he wriggled under me. It had been my idea to "wrestle," by which I in fact meant play this dumb game where the first person to take the others socks off wins. It was clearly and shamelessly an excuse to have my face inches from his while our bodies were pressed together, but that doesn't mean I wasn't also...

"Charlie, come here a minute," his mother called him from downstairs. "Huh?" Charlie replied, pulling out his earphones. "Come here," his mother replied. "We're leaving now. Remember to lock the door." Sighing, he climbed out of bed with great effort and drawled himself out of his room. He looked over the banister to see his parents in the downstairs hallway. They were about to leave for their week-long getaway. This was...

I made it into my room before Casey did. I flipped off my bedside lamp, turning the room black except for the dim light from the living room down the hall. I stood there in the dark, not knowing what I was doing or where all this was going. I’d just sat on the couch with one of my best friends. Naked. Stroking to porn. Wanting more. Now I was in my bedroom, waiting for him to join me. I was going to put the DVD in like I’...

It had been almost a month since I gave Bo his first experience with anal sex. Needless to say, he couldn’t get enough. As much as I had loved fucking my boyfriend for the first time, I had to be the strong one and force him to wait at least two or three days between each session. “You know it’s not safe or healthy to have anal sex as often as you want it, Bo,” I had to tell him the Friday before Halloween on the way to m...