Ay: Ocak 2022

Let me just start this story by saying, that today marks the day of my last visit to the gay bathhouse, which was exactly one year ago. Being introduced to the bathhouse scene pretty early, in my 19s, I have been visiting bathhouses regularly since then till last year, before Covid crisis has started, when…

He Glows By YodaandLumiere “How am I supposed to pick? These stupid applications don’t tell me anything useful” I said. “It has their pertinent information and security questions.” She says that like it answers for all my doubts. I’m kind of over her tonight. I hate when she gets like this. I’m a modern man,…

The wind ran like there was no tomorrow. It seems to be afraid of something. Tonight was a dark night. It was even darker then the devil himself. Did the wind really think it could run away from the dark? Half of the wind stop, but the other half continues. “I can’t go on anymore….

Lolling in bed, legs splayed, Aden thumbed numbly through the same faces and headless torsos populating the grid. The occasional vibration alerted him to a “hey”, some from new profiles, one or two from past hookups eager to go for a second round. None of them registered in his attention. Shifting himself up on his…

Author’s note: In this story, Varnalius is twenty-two, and is living his organic-self-sufficiency life on a remote land-block. His cute and sexy Mother, and his thirty-six-year-old sexy Aunty Carol, live this life with him. The Varnalius stories tell of his many and unique aspects. ~ ~ ~ Varnalius and his Mother and Aunty Pt. 01…

This is a first attempt at putting into words the fantasy that keeps going through my head. A little backstory about myself. I’m a 64-year-old man recently widowed after 40 years of marriage to a wonderful woman. She succumbed to the virus a year ago. Till now, I had never thought about sex with anyone…

“I hate duty,” Alex said as she slipped out of bed. “Why do you say that,” he said as he looked at the alarm clock. “It’s six on Saturday,” she said as she pulled her utilities out of the closet. “Must suck,” he replied, “what time is Huff gonna be here?” “Around eight or so,”…

I was living in Tennessee when I met Julie, an artist that ran the local art museum. Julie was attracted to me but I gently told her that I was gay. She took it well and told that her 20-year-old son, Joseph, believed that he was gay. She asked me to meet him and talk…

Just a heads up–This is my first post and I hope you like it. If not, then just don’t read. Comments are always appreciated. ————————————————– The gyrating bodies and the overly loud music filled the room, mixing with the smell of smoke, sweat, and sex. The lights flashed rhythmically, and I couldn’t stop the slight…

Hospitals are supposed to be fuckin’ boring, but not the one I went to! I got stuff-all rest when I was there, not that I mind. I hate being stuck in a bed and being helped to the fuckin’ toilet every time I want to take a slash. When the ambulance first took me there…