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A Contractor's Unpaid Invoice

by wilcox010 on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

Warning: this story contains nonconsensual themes. * My name is James Francis and the following story is true and one that I have found to be continually on my mind sense that fateful early summer day. I am 42 years old, married to my beautiful wife Jane who is a flight attendant, two college age children, own a very nice house, two fancy cars and have a...

Champagne Surprise

by pdxjo on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

When in any bar, gay or straight, I love to watch people without them being aware. It's fun to try to figure out the stories of their lives and those of the people they are with. On this night, from across the smoky and noisy bar, I immediately noticed the two guys who seemed to be arguing about something. Every few moments they would glance my way and again...

Bathhouse Accessory Ch. 02

by glory_first on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Surrounded by at least another half dozen naked men having sex in the darkroom, finally taking a break after an extended period doing poppers with another man as the crowd grew around us. I'd almost cum several times, played with several cocks, and gone down on the first man who had entered the space. A man riding at least his second cock, feeling the motion...

That Little Yellow Bottle: The End

by Kent100 on Aug 29, 2017
Gay Male

The weekend started the next morning, and after jacking off three times the night before high while flushed on the aroma of that little yellow bottle that Ray had given me, I finally awoke. I called Ray at the number he had given me. A recorder came on when I called, and without leaving a message, I just hung up. It was around 9:30 in the morning and I had t...

Pegging Peter Ch. 04

by KenJames on Mar 19, 2018
Gay Male

* * * * * * * * * * Note: This is a BISEXUAL story. It has male-female sex, as well as male-male sex. * * * * * * * * * * Peter had only played spin the bottle a few times. The last time had been while he was still in high school. He was sitting cross-legged on the living room carpet, opposite Mark. Peter's wife Kyra was sitting beside Peter, facing Mar...

Bathhouses In Another Land Ch. 04

by glory_first on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I returned home on Sunday evening, bringing with me two unopened varieties of poppers, having left all my smoking supplies behind, sitting on a bench in a sunken park, sculpture lining a stretch of what had likely been a canal in the past, a casual 5 minute walk away from the still under construction main train station. Smoking supplies which were still gene...

Room Service Ch. 02

by lorimer82 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The next day, watching the match with my mates and girlfriend, I couldn't help smiling to myself when I saw Andy Mills scoring the winning goal - taking my team through to the FA cup final. As everyone in the pub was cheering and celebrating, my mind flashed back to the night before and Andy's hot cock pumping spunk all over my mouth and face. I felt happy...

William Ch. 02

by ParkerForrest on Jan 20, 2020
Gay Male

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** "You lost the football match." I said, looking up from my newspaper as I lounged on the sofa. William sighed, pushing the front door closed, dumping his things on the ground. He was covered in dirt, which told me that he did put some effort in; clearly, he hadn't put enough in. Fol...

Black Bang

by Willing2Do on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I love black bodies and cocks. Something real special about them. Maybe lots of things. The sizes are legendary. Muscular, wiry-haired bodies - underarms, chests, bellies, pubes, buttcracks. Loads of hot, creamy cum. I was watching a vid about a white guy in a fuck club with five black guys. I envied him so. Got so horned up I decided I had to go get me som...

Through Man a Mighty River Flows

by Araddion on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Hair: black, long, straight as the trajectory of sinking moon on a hot summer night. Face: young, narrow eyes, stubbled, tanned by the sun of unwholesome lusts. Chest: narrow, hard, graven like pale stone. Jeans: faded, ripped, packed full where it matters. The smoke swirls and he looms in the door like a bone in the soup of desire. Behind him the night is...