I could not stop thinking about the little health club at the reception area. The scribbled notes on the wall were titillating, and I was reacting to them as though I had never experienced such sex, ever before. “Show hard in sauna for BJ”. “Suck my 9” tonight ”. “10:30 here”. Whether they were just bullshit graffiti or the real thing, the notes were turning me on in an adolescent ...
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------- WARNING: The following is a work of fiction with a homosexual theme. It is NOT meant for viewing by individuals who are below the legal age limit (18 or 21 yrs old, depending on where you are). REFERENCES: Materials for this work was obtained from the following original stories: ...
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------- WARNING: The following is a work of fiction with a homosexual theme. It is NOT meant for viewing by individuals who are below the legal age limit (18 or 21 yrs old, depending on where you are). REFERENCES: Materials for this work was obtained from the following original stories: 13)...
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------- WARNING: The following is a work of fiction with a homosexual theme. It is NOT meant for viewing by individuals who are below the legal age limit (18 or 21 yrs old, depending on where you are). REFERENCES: Materials for this work was obtained from the following original stories: 7) Gone Fishing...
I have only lived at my new house for about 6 months now. I have a single mother that lives next to me and she has a very hot boy toy that hangs over there a lot. One morning after I had come home from working the night shift I saw his truck in the dive, I also noticed that another truck was parked in front of his. Curious I went into the house and opened my blinds to look over at the house....
I was a 21-year-old guy always horny but currently single. I considered myself straight but had "experimented" with a couple of guys when I was a little younger--nothing serious, just mutual masturbation. Like I said I was always horny and would jack off at least two times a day. I got a liking for the taste of spunk and would lie with my legs raised up a wall when wanking so I could give myself...
My name is Mark. I'm a 25-year-old gay man living in a suburban neighborhood in South Florida. I'm 5'10" tall, with blonde hair and blue eyes and a fair complexion. I have a slender but fit build. I mostly do aerobic type workouts, so I'm toned, but I don't have bulky muscles. I have very little body hair, and what hair I do have is very light and blonde to match my complexion. My cock is about 8...
I recently moved into a house in the South Florida suburbs. I am a 30-year-old single white guy, with brown hair, hazel eyes, tall with a lanky swimmers build. I like to run for exercise, and I run mornings and evenings. I have nice long legs with very little body hair. My ass is very firm and round. I look really good in my running shorts, which is all I usually wear when jogging, because it's...
I think I fell in love with my friend next doors’ father the first time I saw him out jogging. They had only moved in a few months earlier, but with the coming of warmer weather, everybody was going into ‘health’ mode. John and I had got along well from the moment we met, and I had gleaned that his mother no longer lived with them – the family had, in fact, just been through the whole divorce...
Fishing The Supermarket Saturday morning started out just like any other. The early morning sun fell across my forehead and its brightness activated my subconscious gray matter into action. I opened my eyes to the familiar stare of my cat—bright green eyes—focused patiently on me awaiting my arousal. At the first sign of movement, “Dildo” jumped off the bed and with a flick of his thick,...
It was August, and I had gotten a raise at work a month earlier. I could now afford an apartment near the lake. The neighborhood near the lake was in a more fashionable part of town where I had wanted to live for a number of years. I was 25, and I was ready for a nicer location. I looked at about five apartments, and I selected a large one bedroom in a three story “walk-up” just two blocks...
It's been six months now, and things are just as hot and heavy as ever. To my knowledge, Scott isn't having sex with anyone else but me, and the women that at least appeared to be a staple part of his life before are a distant memory. He speaks openly with me about gay sex and gay issues, with none of the hostility, furtiveness or confusion that touched our earliest connections. ...
The summer slowly went by. Most of the residents of Scott's complex rotated out, so he was able to come over to my place frequently without anyone paying attention. He slowly got over his annoying habit of bolting as soon as he got off, and we used to spend the time between sex talking about his life, and what his plans were. One day, after I'd finished servicing his huge cock, ...
After our impromptu jackoff session in my pool house, I didn't see Scott again for almost a week. I'd been away on a business trip. Driving home from the airport the following Saturday, I pulled onto my block just as he was going the other way in his Toyota 4x4. I nodded and he gave me a grin and a wave. I decided to stay away from him. I figured if it was a one-time thing and he...
I live in a single unit condo that is in a neighborhood of apartment complexes that are mostly occupied by young military men and women who populate the airbase on the outskirts of town. My condo is pretty nice and has its own private mini-pool and a lounging area where I can sunbathe nude. I don't socialize much with too many of the neighbors, but there is one guy whom I've...
I enjoyed the fact that the house next door was vacant for so long. Being the last house on the street, and having no house directly across from me, was cool. Being 22 years old and on my own in my own house was wonderful. Though I missed the neighbors after they moved I also enjoyed the silence and solitude. After close to 3 months of having no one next door I saw a moving van...
Well you wouldn't believe how excited Steve was to see our story get posted on MenOnTheNet. Granted, my neighbor Steve is happily married to Abby, and at the moment she's pregnant. Of course she doesn't know that Steve has been visiting my place in the mornings when she goes to teach elementary, but she confided in me, when she found out a few months ago about her pregnancy, that...
I'm ALWAYS horny and looking for another guy to have sex with. I've been looking at cocks for as long as I can remember. I started sucking very young and finally had my first fucking when I was in my 20's. About three years ago, I was driving home from a fruitless search for cock as I passed one of my neighbor's houses about two blocks from mine. It was about 11:00 PM and he was...
I'd always been attracted to Ben, and I eventually got my heart’s desire during the Christmas holidays, which is what Part 1 is all about. However, there’s more to our story. Ever since I'd brought Ben "out," we'd been getting together fairly frequently. We'd fucked in his car, in my shower, on our beds, in our kitchens and basically any other place we could think of. One day, I was...
It had gotten quite cold overnight, and when we woke in the morning there was little incentive to move out from under the warm duvet. We snuggled together, dozing contentedly in the knowledge that we were alone together. The tumescence would ebb and flow. But mostly ebbed with hard wood. Eventually, I pulled Chris up and over on top of me, and with a quick lube, had him sitting on ...
My neighbor at the apartment complex was a complete butch, built, stud jock. Laird would leave with his gym bag each morning before work and the results were obvious. He was a short little guy with huge arms, chest and beefy legs. I loved watching him walk by every day in his loose tank top, drooling to see his pecs. One night he came home from work and hauled a bag of garbage out...
The trip to the mountains was uppermost in my mind over the next few weeks, and I would throw a rod of various states of tumescence whenever I allowed myself to think about it! I tried to find excuses to see Chris alone, but it was not happening, so I rationalized that we would be even hotter with this imposed celibacy before the trip. About a week before the trip, we did connect...
I absorbed a couple of drinks, sorting out the little dilemma that I was having: I did not want to have Chris thinking that I was “cheating” on him, but at the same time I did not want to have to hide any of my ‘playtimes’ from him. I was trying to answer the question of whether we were going to be a “couple” or whether we were going to just be playmates. I also knew that I was not...
My “think time” had been very productive. I knew pretty much what I wanted, and how I wanted things to play out. We never are the complete Masters of our Fate, but I did believe that I knew where we were headed, Chris and me. Deep in thought until the wee hours, I finally just crashed. I woke early and had showered and was ready for the day when Chris emerged. We cleaned...
© 1995-2024 FREYA Communications, Inc.
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.