BUN-BUN: Zeek and I stood there staring at each other, this boy utterly insane! If we didn’t share the same sentiments I’d refuse him but he had one hell of an argument! We both had strong feelings for this matter and things needed to happen sooner rather than later. “Let’s do it!” He said once again. A smile came across my face as I walked towards him. “Why do I got a feeling I’m going to do all the hard work and you’re just gonna sit back and cheer me on?” I asked. “Well it depends on if you jump to the punch faster than I can. I may just…

I’d just turned 32, was already on my second marriage and things weren’t going very well. Same problem as the first – lack of interest in sex. It had gone from two or three times a week to maybe once a month. We’d talked about my low libido and I had even had counselling, but neither had helped. Once last try. The new psychologist suggested we try a new approach and had me sit in a booth with a band thing around my cock attached to wires. I had to sit through various porn scenes to see what I reacted to. I didn’t react to any really, or so I…

I’ll never answer another Craig’s List ad! I will never place or answer another Craig’s List ad as long as I live. I swear to God I won’t. As soon as I got home from what happened at this meeting, I deleted my listing and any messages that I received from it. I then deleted Craig’s List from my computer’s “favorites list”. I’m finished with Craig’s List, forever. Here’s my story. First off, I am definitely bisexual, I’ll admit that, I think I always have been and it has always been one of my well guarded secrets. I don’t advertise it and for the public, I keep it in the…

I was looking for a place to move into, and answered an ad for a place. I met up with the guy after work to look it over. He had been renting it for a while and was looking for a roommate to decrease his expenses. The place was good sized, clean, and had a bedroom for each of us. Chris was the guys name, and he was decent looking and fit. I’m pretty fit as well. I hit the gym 3-4 times a week. We talked about our workouts, and we got along pretty well. I liked him and the place, so I signed a lease with him to…

This story is entirely a figment of my imagination, a fantasy that makes me hot. I’m sure it’s historically inaccurate. In Germania, Part One of Two I sat the sturdy horse and contemplated how much I hated my life. The guards were ahead and behind us being vigilant for threats as my father’s bondsman chattered happily away at my side. I detested him and his constant prattling, I found it incomprehensible that my father could put his trust in such a sniveling creature. But then, my father never explained his motives to me. We were a week out of Rome on the road through Germania to a small village. We…

This is the story of my first experience. It was on a School trip France. I had just turned 18 and other than the odd quick wank in the school loo’s I had no real experience. I can still feel and imagine the days and nights even though I am now 30. It was one of those magical moments in life and they do not come very often. I have tried to write the story remembering the details as best I can. In fact, I have got a rock hard knob sitting in front of me as I recall the events. First, I guess I had better introduce myself. My…

Editor’s note: this story contains scenes of non-consentual or reluctant sex. * I hear a bang of the front door slamming shut and loud footsteps heading my direction. It must be Matt about my recent Facebook post of coming out. All the responses have been extremely positive and supportive and I find myself grinning from one to ear to another. I turn to look up at the door and welcome Matt with a smile but I freeze in position as a tall angry 6′ tall jock round the corner and leers at me. “So, you little faggot,” He smirks as he walks up to me and grabs my chin. I…

After the divorce, I was able to keep my house, although little else.. The divorce had nothing to do with my sexual habits, those were still a secret, so after she’d removed her things, I was able to take a deep breath, and get back to living. I’d been curious about gay sex from middle school on, but never acted on it college. After that, it was sporadic, but over the years I still gained a lot of experience. At age 50, I was still in decent shape and fairly trim. At the time of the divorce, it had been over a year since my last encounter, so now that…

Thank you all who have been reading and following along. I always appreciate getting feedback. It helps with becoming a better writer and it’s always an ego boost, so feel free to reach out. I will always respond! The usual spiel: This isn’t a stroke story, (more porn with plot.) Be warned, it’s very long. 33+ chapters, which is why it was originally published under novels/novellas, but readers asked for it to be put under gay male due to content so here we go. To restate, this isn’t a stroke story, though it will get very erotic eventually. You have to stick with. Be warned, it’s very long. 30+ chapters……

Ch. 11 All Tied Up 11:23am on Wednesday, July 30th, 2003. Ninety-seven minutes before I was supposed to meet Jane for lunch. After the cryptic phone call, I had been through three cups of coffee and two of my emergency cigarettes. Brian looked at me in horror when he caught me smoking. For a few moments, he looked back and forth between my haggardly face and the pack of smokes on the bar, and then he sat down next to me, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it from the burning stick in my mouth. It was one of those mornings. Neither of us said anything for awhile. We sat…