I started working part-time for an IT firm in the city, to help support my University life. It was good experience as I was going to be a computing graduate anyway. I liked having cash so I could live above the basic student level.I had a bit of a dirty secret. I was really into older men. As I was only 20, there were plenty of those around. I liked to go to a particular swimming pool...
Sechzehntes Kapitel: Das Praktikum„Du siehst toll aus, der Anzug steht dir wirklich ausgezeichnet!“ sagte Grandpa der mich dabei beobachtete, wie ich unsicher meine Krawatte enger zog. „Meinst du wirklich Granpda?“„Ja aber sicher doch, du wirst gleich einen guten Eindruck in der Firma machen, das verspreche ich dir!“ antwortete er und legte seine Hände auf meine Schultern....
WiredChapter 1It’s always a little strange waking up in a bed that isn’t yours. Unfortunately it has happened to me a little more often than not as of late. I run my own tech support company, maintain networks, fix computers, blah blah blah. Some of my friends warned me when I started that if I struck out on my own, I’d go crazy. Always on call, strange hours, no life. They were...
My parents divorced when I was a teenager. The parents of five children, of whom I was the youngest, they had been arguing more and more, so we knew it was only a matter of time. Luckily for my oldest sister, she had already left for college. The transition was harder for the rest of us. I didn't blame anyone in particular, and I was open to what course life would take. I loved both...
Alonso was not a bad kid. But there was something different about him. But I guess I'm getting ahead of myself. My name is Matthew Carns. I teach twelfth grade English at St. Manuel's School For Boys. Alonso Ortiz is one of my students. He's not a trouble maker and always scores above average on his tests. Though I suspect that with just a little more effort he could excel. Alonso seems to be a...
“First the tide rushes in, plants a kiss on the shore . . .”Matt often started a set with something quiet and slow, like “Ebb Tide,” when there was a convention or two in the hotel, like there was today—electricians and bankers. What a combination. Something quiet tended to settle and quiet them down to the point that he could stand it.It wasn’t a question of being a prima donna and...
Goran saw the young man standing nervously at the reservations desk and liked what he saw. He was even happy that Serge, the maître d, was pretending not to see the young man, because that meant that Goran, the waiter, could see him to the table—and could make contact of some sort with him on the way there. Goran was one to make an immediate assessment of the playing field and pick out who he...
Ever wake up one morning so horned up that no matter how cold the shower is you just can't calm down? Well, today was one of those days, although I didn't have the time to beat off and really get rid off it because I overslept. So, I finally get in to work and end up being 10 minutes early, cursing myself because I guess I did have enough time this morning. I walk into my office, and there...
“I really do worry about you. When did you eat last?”“Please, please, don’t stop,” Marc whimpered between pants. “Finish me, please. Don’t make me wait.”“Now you want it,” the dance master laughed. “We’ll see how badly you want it.”The two young men were lying on a pile of old costumes in the dark corner of the back of the stage behind the wings. The dance master, Patrick Moran, only...
Finally I had a room to myself. The second night was dinner and early to bed for both of us. The third and final night we had an early dinner with a couple of drinks. He had to get back to finish a presentation for when he got back to the office, so I had a free evening. I decided this would be a fun night to play out a fantasy of mine without anyone I knew finding out.I placed a Craigslist...
I heard my name being called out from the midst of the teeming horde pressing in on the barriers after customs in New Delhi’s Indira Gandhi international airport, and a head and arm waving a sign was bouncing up and down over the tumult. The sign the young man was carrying said “Clifford Jenkins” with “New York” written under it. That was me. But I wasn’t being met by anyone that I knew of. The...
STAIN DEVILSPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong===The restaurant seemed a lot more expensive than those I was used to: it certainly wouldn't have been the sort of place I'd have picked if given the choice. The starters alone cost more than I would usually be prepared to pay for a whole meal,...
The next morning I heard a loud crash coming from somewhere in my house. Hungover and groggy, I reached for my glasses and instead knocked my alarm clock off my nightstand. I finally figured out where my glasses were and went to investigate the noise. I was still just wearing my green briefs but the heat in my house prevented me from putting on anything more substantial. I walked into the...
I work late once a week, it is a pain to close up the department, and I hate lingering issues that have to be resolved before I can leave the building. Most of the building is empty and I am still working away. I glance at the corner of my screen, it is getting close to eleven, and the side door to the back stairs swings open and in walks Cain. He, like me, is a department...
Years ago I had a job where I worked nights and the only persons in the building were a 20-something custodian cleaning up and me. We had become friends as we talked while we worked.This young guy wasn't naïve or anything, but he still was rather innocent when it came to sexual matters. One time he shared with me that he was concerned about whether his dick was big enough for women to...
I wondered what he could tell about me that no one at home or the office—at least I hoped and always had thought—knew. He had introduced himself as Hal when he’d appeared beside me in Business Class and I’d stood from my aisle seat so that he could get over to the window. He’d had a friendly smile, and if I hadn’t been busy during the first two hours over the Atlantic from New York going over the...
Paul and I knew each other from work, and we had seen each other nude on a regular basis in the company gym. His dick was about the same size as mine, but he was cut and I am not.We ended up sharing a room last weekend at a business convention I shared with him that I always brought along pajama bottoms to wear when I had a rooommate in case the other guy wasn't comfortable with my sleeping...
I thought Doug had left for the day and I was alone in our office building. So before I went home I thought I'd watch some porn on my personal lap top and jack off.I found some online porn showing guys enjoying foreskin like I enjoy mine, dropped my pants, and started working my foreskin back and forth, getting harder by the minute, the head getting wetter and wetter with precum.I didn't...
Momma, please. I won’t talk back anymore. Let me out of the closet, Momma. Or turn on a light. You know how scared I am of the dark. Don’t leave me here in the dark, Momma. Please. Please Momma. Momma? Momma?* * * *Brandon leaned over the low, padded cubicle wall and winked at Colleen and told her she was looking mighty fine today. Then, as he turned and moved down the corridor between...
I was in love with Scott from the first time I saw him. Tall, athletic, a real man’s man at work, always full of solid advice, always attired in a crisp dress shirt and a striped tie, with a sort of a post-military haircut, not too short, and blonde, I suppose a dirty blonde, sun-streaked. I knew that he had been in the military for awhile, and there was a ruggedness about him, but he had a...
Nick was a buddy I met on the Internet. He lived in Illinois and was making a trip to Ohio to visit his family and me. He stopped in Cleveland to see his family for a few days and on Friday he came to see me. I had to work Friday night so I gave him directions to the Beer Pit so he could come and hang out with me while I worked.As he drove from Cleveland to Ohio we were talking on the phone...
[The part up to where he asks me about my foreskin is true. That part forward is fantasy.]Quite a few years ago I worked in an office where I did accounting things at night after the business had closed, and the janitor was a nice young guy in his 20s. We frequently talked about stuff, and I could tell that he trusted me.Once he told me that he wanted to have sex with a girl but was...
It was a cold winters morning the snow was falling steady when I left for work. The streets were already covered and the snow was piling up. I pulled in slowly and and stopped. I put on my gloves and turned to shut down the engine and turn off the headlights when a figure stepped out from between the Ice box and the propane cage. He was wearing a thin pair of light blue boxers and a ratty pair of...
TIGHT ASS TWINK MASSAGE by JoshPrimIt had been a quiet day at my salon this Friday. I run a small salon in a midsized town in the western U.S. I do hair styling of course, manicures and pedicures and some massage. Some of my women clients like a relaxing massage, but since I’m gay, I assure you, it’s strictly professional. Yeah, I’m gay, but I don’t really fit the stereotype of a gay...
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