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Topanga Canyon Joy Ride

by latecomer91364 on Sep 3, 2017
Gay Male

Woody Allen was wrong. Way back in his stand up days, he said that people who are bisexual double their chances for a date on Saturday night. I only started having sex with men about ten years ago, but I'd say it at least quadruples your chances. In all my years of reading Penthouse letters, I never had the kind of encounters I've had since I gave in wholehe...

Bar Star Ch. 03

by JKendallDane on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"Reliving the flings of the previous month" 8===> When I got home after the dinner at the hotel with Marc, I poured myself a large iced tea and flopped down in a chaise lounge on the patio at the house. As much as the reputation of the Blennerhassett name bugged me at times, I did secretly enjoy sitting and looking out onto the river at the huge island tha...

It Was Always You Ch. 01

by kent0ter0 on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

*NOTE: I entitled this Flashbacks and Brown Locks because, surprise surprise, this chapter is a flashback and well, Jacob's Brown locks. I decided to dump all the flashbacks in this chapter about Jacob and Kyle. Also, this is my first time to write a story so... Don't give me hell =)) Any suggestions and constructive criticisms will be accepted. Haters s...

Cross-Country with My Uncle Ch. 06

by John Hill on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The next morning, I awoke spooned with my uncle, my back and rear tight against his firm but plush chest and belly, one of his wonderful arms draped around my waist; and my head lay upon the bicep of his other, folded arm. Leaving his left arm on my stomach where it was, he pulled the other one away, and leaned upon his elbow, and tenderly kissed my ear, and...

Stick Shift: Fivespeed

by zackjack on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Admonishing silence, Cal held his big hand over my mouth as his bent elbow kept my knee raised and trapped. Impaled on my man's 10 inch piece, flat on my back, both legs up and spread. Toes curled. His other hand sexily prodded my assring at the point of that big dick's entry. His favorite way of getting off, he had told me. Locking to my eyes, feeling his...

A French Reunion

by QuentinX on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

It was when I entered the next room of the art gallery that I saw him. His hair was only slightly sandy, retaining much of the blonde that he had when he was younger. It was still tied up at the back of his head, a sign of most older men that they were trying, but failing, to retain their youth. On him, it didn't matter. He may have been a pound or two heavi...

Building Big Pt. 02

by muffinbod on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

Needless to say that after our first, exciting encounter as fuck buddies, I was very keen to get another chance to explore the possibilities open to three big strong horny men, myself being the exception to the hairy category that Dan and "Big" occupied comfortably. As I approached 21 years of age my chest and belly were all but hairless, my back totally smo...

Blink: Three

by KenjiDeSade on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The following story is a fictional account. The characters are entirely unreal and so are their situations. Thus no direct attention was paid to probability or safety for the characters. Such practices should not transfer over to real life situations. Practice safe, sane and consensual sex. For your own damn good. If you have problems or issues with queer po...

Hondondo Rendezvous

by zackjack on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

A warm summer midnight breeze wafted over my bare torso caressing my erect nipples as I sauntered through the darkened and seemingly deserted community park nestled beside the bend of Hondondo Creek. My favorite well-worn and ragged 501's hugged my slim hips, rasping against my body in just enough of a sensual manner to augment my hormonally heightened state...

Leather Messiah

by Araddion on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Note: This story has been previously published on the Nifty Archives. * * * * * To bow. To worship. To breed. These are the notes of his symphony, his soul's hunger. His eyes dart from body to body, evaluating, finding nothing of either sustenance or substance. In his emptiness, I sense his desperation for my religion. He seeks a fane with an altar of...