I knew since I was 13 that I was always into guys. It was something that I have had kept secret for sometime. The only person I told was my best friend Amy. I had let her in on my secret that I was gay. Amy was a good friend. I got through my teen years without going insane because I was able to confide in her. I also confided in her that I had a huge crush on her brother Brad. Girls chased...
As a fellow actor on the Warner Bros. Lot, I have a casual relationship with Barry Watson. We usually say hi to each other. A posse of his friends typically surrounds him. Since my show's shooting schedule is similar to his, we often see each other at the studio gym late in the evening. Even there, he is usually with at least one of his posse who is there to work out with him. Last...
He was a freshman. The kid looked kind of lost on campus and didn’t have many friends this early in the semester. I was a junior and noticed him sitting by himself at the cafeteria table. He was cute, with longish blonde hair; about 5'9" tall and probably weighed about 125 pounds. So, I walked over to him with my tray and asked if he was saving the seat for anyone. "No," was his simple...
My lust for Mr. Robertson - Chapter Two I wanted his cock in my ass. I was going to have his cock in my ass, even if it killed me. He was beautiful. His heavy cock was in my hands. He had balls of steel. I knew he would be in me soon, but how soon? I cleaned my hot load from his chest and licked his nipples. I’d never realized his left tit was pierced. I sucked on that round...
Chapter One My lust for Mr. Robertson! Working with him was fun over the last six years or so. I was 23, going on 24, when I first met him. He was an older gay man, in his thirties or so. But, what got my attention was his package. I was already in a gay relationship. But, I had a heated lust for this man. You could not help but look down when he walked towards you. One day his...
Jim is a good friend of mine from college. I had never considered fooling around with him even though I knew he was gay. I had always thought he was attractive; he was brown haired, from Irish descent, green eyed, and pale in complexion. He and I would go to the bars together, since there wasn’t much a gay scene at our University; he was content to drink at the straight bars with myself and...
The sound of birds woke me from my sleep. I could sit in this bed for hours. I wished to wake up every day just like that. The soft sun beams hit my face with beauty in every ray. It was Saturday morning, the day that dad and I would be spending time together. He was my only family at the time. I was visiting for Thanksgiving. I slowly stood up and stretched my body to loosen up. It...
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Suddenly Riff was electrified. From the very moment C walked into his life he’d brought only unbridled joy and amazing adventure. Riff felt his empty life suddenly fill to overflowing. He wondered what new exciting exploits C had in store for him. He had no idea… No idea at all. ------------------------------------------ The inside of Dottie’s was fantastic, mirrored balls, go-go boys...
Chapter 4—That Night controlone It took Riff an hour to calm himself enough to do any work. He was exhausted and happy and very confused. He couldn’t think about anything but C. C was in his head; C was in his heart; C was everywhere. The more Riff thought the more he wanted to be with C; to love him; hell, to worship him. He’d never felt anything like this. He’d never imagined...
Cutting Trees (True Story) Last week I had three very large trees cut in my back yard. I wasn’t home when the owner of the tree cutting company came to give me an estimate two weeks ago, so I hadn’t met him until he and his crew of men showed up to do the work. I was almost speechless when I came home from work to oversee the work and met the owner for the first time. In a word, he was...
Chapter 3—His Return controlone@adelphia.net On Wednesday morning Riff and Caleb stayed in bed playing till almost eight, then they got up and showered together. They went to Denny’s for breakfast. Before the girl took their order Caleb went to the counter, got three quarts of orange juice and two glasses, and brought them back to the table. He smiled at Riff, “I know how this looks,...
Riff Branson was a junior executive at Emperor International Cruise Lines (actually three separate lines with 46 ships). He had a law degree but spent most of his time riding roughshod over the Cruise Line’s advertising department. He supervised six men and women who kept the Company constantly in the public eye. They arranged all the normal advertising, scheduled dozens of events, arranged...
How I Got Under Your Skin Controlone We met one dark night in a loud gay bar just outside Miami. I came to visit you a week later. You were sitting in a chair in your living room watching TV; some insipid program about other people’s lives, movie stars, pretty people. It was a hot, humid Saturday night in June; you had the A/C on low. You were sitting there in a blue pocket t-shirt,...
Football practice must have just ended cause a ton of guys were filing into the college locker-room wearing their uniforms. I looked up hoping and praying to see the one guy that I had been lusting after all year. There he was, one of the last to come in. I was still getting changed from working out in the gym and I was taking my time. His name was Jeff and he was gorgeous--about 6’5” with...
I left Triple Crown around 30 minutes to 12 midnight; I walked unsteadily to my car. Fifteen minutes’ drive will take me home I thought. Before I meandered into the highway of Lagos Island, I took another look at the Triple Crown, a place to be as their ads read. A posh 5 star hotel, tastily furnished with a first class restaurant and bar. Recently I have been running out of luck--real men are...
I had just gotten home from work; I checked my messages on my answering machine. My best friend Chris had left me an urgent message; he wanted me to call him back as soon as I got home. He sounded out of breath and somewhat nervous on the message, which was unusual for him. I had never known Chris to be nervous about anything; he was just the kind of guy who always seemed confident and sure of...
Hot Frottage session: Clash of the Titans “Huge” is the only way I could describe his thighs, like tree trunks, monument pillars, these things were amazing. “He” is a body builder I met at my local gym a couple months ago. He was 6” 2 235 lbs of pure black muscle. His muscle had that soft puffy look like an off-season bodybuilder before they cut down on their carb intake before...
Ramel was a good friend of mine for as long as I can remember. We used to hang out just about every other day when we were younger. Now we see each other about once a week. Ramel was gorgeous; he grew up from the old soup bowl haircut he had when he was younger and skinnier. Now he's about 5’10’ tall, a deep dark tan, and jet black buzzed short hair. He has a super sexy goatee to go along...
It was a Saturday night; my friends and I decided to go to the disco to have a few beers, and relax after the exam. I strolled through the club, checking out all the men as I walked, while my friends danced on the dance floor. Some of the men on the dance floor had removed their shirts, and their muscular chests were shining with sweat, their cocks bulging under their jeans as they did slow bump...
I was just about ready to hop into bed for the night when I heard someone pounding on my door. I glanced at a clock on my way to the door. It was 12:46, a little late for a visitor. I peered out of the peephole before swinging the door open with an uncertain grin. “Ken,” I greeted as soon as the door was open. “To what do I owe the pleasure?” Ken looked at me through grim hazel eyes...
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This story is not intended to be read by minors. If you are, please do not read, and close this window. This story is the property of the author. It cannot be duplicated in any way without the author's permission. A giant thank you all for the e-mail compliments. Toby Keith fans, those stories have not stopped and for the Tim McGraw fans, I'm working on that. So far under Celebrity I have...
When I was at UNI, there was one of my housemates that I really fancied. His name was Dave and he was absolutely gorgeous. He had slightly tanned skin, dark hair was 6’0” tall and was slim but had muscles. I used to find myself fantasizing about him sometimes before I fell asleep and this always took me by surprise. I was turning 20 and had never thought of myself as gay. I had had one gay...
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