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The Straphanger

A human tide surges through the doors. I keep my seat since there are no aged or infirm to stand up for. The lady on my left pulls out a bible lesson to read, the man on my right buries himself in the Times stock market pages, and in front of me stands a strap-hanger whose crotch is a couple of feet from my face. New York. I love it. I'm not in the gay life, being married and all.
4.1

Only For Money

Jon sucked harder on the naked hustler's prong, felt Michael's thighs tense under Jon's bare chest and shoulders. Michael gasped, and jetted his load into Jon, who sucked harder, swallowed, sucked harder yet, sucked until he had drained the young bodybuilder dry. Michael relaxed with a long sigh, limp now on the bed under Jon's weight.
2.9

The Unexpected Mouthful

What we call today, a strip mall, just simply called the shopping mall. The mall had about a dozen stores enclosed in it, a couple of which were department type stores that had their own Men's Room. I was in my late twenties and pretty appealing.
3.5

Protect My Heart, You Can't

Thoughts ruminated through Kevin's mind as the shattering sounds of water rushing from the shower faucet and slicing to the porcelain tub at his feet. The shower is of average design, with a sliding glass door that distorts images with a mosaic of squares. With his back to the on-coming spray of water, the short young man closes his eyes. What have I done? He asks himself internally.
3.2

Sexy Questions

What if I was coming home from work on the subway and I saw you across, looking at me? What if I looked back? You might lick your lips and smile at me. What if the cart emptied on he next stop and you walked over to sit next to me?
4.1

My First All Gay Threesome

I never considered myself bi or gay or though much about it. I'm open-minded and thought people should be left alone to do what they want. I had been curious from time to time what sex with another guy would be like but it was kind of a passing thing.
4

The Insatiable Skinhead

I quickly got into the changing room it had been so long since I had sex. Wow. I couldn't believe it. The guys here are gorgeous. They always are and there always checking me out too, which was the best ego boost of them all. Being fancied by the hottest guys you could imagine. Wow. I loved this place. There I was undressing in the changing rooms and this guy was shamelessly checking out my ass.
3.3

Eighteen Year Olds Dont Cry

Lucas peeled it off, screwed it into a ball and threw it into the night. On second thoughts he wondered whether it might have been more sensible to keep it as insulation against the cold. First night without a roof over his head and his head still buzzed from the fighting. Soon reality hit, he was homeless. Alone on the street.
3.1

With A Friend

He was my best friend. We would do everything together, hang out, go bike riding, talk, drink, cruise, talk, live, laugh and cry together. The only thing we never did together was mess around. Oh, it wasn't that I wasn't interested - quite the opposite!
3.7 friendship

Going to Straight Bar for Hot Gay Sex

One was a hippy street type that just hung at the bar. When we got our drinks, he was standing next to me, was a little drunk and quite attractive for a 40 year old type, long hair, jeans, vest. He looks like he was lonesome and we spoke a bit small talk then as I visited with friends I sort of let my left hand hang down and would brush his left leg a little now and then.
3.6

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