Submitted by Ziggity last May 2nd 2009, 11:05 AM

“Okay guys, that’s enough!” the coach yelled through the gym.
I’m in the high school wrestling team and have practice every Wednesday after school, I’ve always loved wrestling and the friction with other men, of course I’m the only gay guy there, and no one knows about it. I’d thought that’d be for the best, especially with this sport.
Our wrestling coach is fucking hot, his name is Alex and he’s 30 years old, has a hairy, muscular chest with a cute raspy beard.

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Submitted by patbrian last October 25th 2008, 06:10 AM

First of all, these stories are totally completely true - the names of the other guys are changed but the situations and circumstances are real.

I always remembered noticing things like men's chests and groins, even at an early age. It is weird to think that when I was six, the TV show Batman used to get me very excited. I liked the way comic book super heros had such bulging crotches - I just could not help but notice!

I am married, and I've always been attracted

Submitted by mike last April 5th 2008, 10:04 AM

I walked into the locker room and I see him sitting there, his smooth supple skin, blonde hair running up his legs and thigh to a path or slightly darker skin surrounding his flaccid cock and his medium length blonde hair slicked back but with a few strays hanging down in front of his face. Swim practice had let out but Taylor and I stayed to swim laps after everyone had left. I greeted him and dropped the towel and took of my Speedo tossing it on the ground next to him. I sat down next to him

Submitted by tehRoleplayer last August 22nd 2007, 03:08 AM

(I have read all the other Harry potter stories and i thought.. we need more.. so i hope you enjoy this story)

Chapter 1: The Boy Who Sucked..

--Night 11 yrs Before--

It was a dark grueling night as a dark figure walked up a path to an unlighted house. There, he pulled out an odd shaped dildo. With a whisper the door unlocked and he stepped forward. He soon came to a man jacking off in the living room. With another whisper, a huge flash of green ligh

Submitted by storyman last January 24th 2007, 02:01 AM

On Saturday's Robert loved to shop for groceries, that's because he knows that Ron will be working. Ron is the young "do all" boy at the store, he packs bags, helps people load their cars and more. Every week the flirting between Robert and Ron gets a little hotter. Last Saturday when Ron was packing bags, he had a noticeable bulge in his pants. Robert quickly seized the chance to rub against the young manhood. Ron said "we will see how brave you are when I help bring your groceries to your car.

Submitted by storyman last January 18th 2007, 12:01 PM

They were due to open in less than thirty days and still they were several chorus boys short of a full ensemble!!! Dick Logan, the director of the musical, sat with his assistant and said grimly, Ross, what are we gonna do, we need at least two more men, where are we gonna find them!?! Well, why don’t you ask Mr. Mills if we can just relax the standards on cock size a little bit, Ross asked hopefully, I mean does it really make any difference that one cock is a little bigger or smaller that th

Submitted by storyman last January 16th 2007, 12:01 PM

Shooting down the highway on the back of Chet’s new
motorcycle gave me a real rush. I shivered as the wind
invaded the legs of my shorts and lapped at the insides of my
thighs. The continuous sensual breezy, along with the power
of the big machine vibrating between my legs, had given me
one hell of a hardon.

At thirty—six Chet was a real man’s man. He was six
foot s

Submitted by storyman last January 16th 2007, 01:01 AM

What I had wanted from Tony was a commitment. I was
looking for a relationship based on trust and love. I was
searching for stability and thought I had found it. Then,
after nearly two years together, Tony packed his things and
moved out. His decision came without warning, without
reason. It was just... .over.

I needed to get away. Away from the city. Away from
the surroundings that were a constant reminder of my
heartache. As a boy