My First Time With A Redhead

My First Time With A Redhead

There’s something liberating about talking online with someone. It seems you can always convince yourself and the guys you’re talking to that you are fearless. Daring even. I can’t count how many times I’ve done that only to find myself nervous as hell if and when it comes time to meet up. This is one of those stories.

I was 21. I remember that specifically because I have always looked many…

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High School Senior Makes My Night

High School Senior Makes My Night

High School Senior Makes My Night

High School Senior Makes My Night. The story begins here:

I found that I was more than a bit nervous as I waited for my doorbell to ring. What was getting ready to happen for me was something that I had never actually tried in the past because usually I was so cautious, but there was just something about this young man that made me want to take risks. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Let’s start…

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Me and My Friend Doubling Up with DAD (Part 1)

Me and My Friend Doubling Up with DAD (Part 1)

Me and My Friend Doubling Up with DAD

I opened the front door to find Guy grinning at me broadly, his son Simon following right behind. I showed them through to the sitting room, where Jake introduced Simon, who he’d been to school with, to Marcus, his friend from university.

While I was busying myself collecting in coats, gloves and scarves from Guy and his son, I was pretending not to notice the interest which Marcus obviously had…

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Diary Of My Teenage Son (Page One)

Diary Of My Teenage Son (Page One)

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Brandon Hall knew he was bigger than other boys his age, from stealing glances while standing at the urinals when they were in grade school. What he didn’t fully realize was that, at the tender age of fourteen, he was bigger than most grown men. The reason he didn’t fully realize it was because from the kidding he got from classmates, he was always careful to hide his oversized endowment when…

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In The Dressing Room

In The Dressing Room

In The Dressing Room

“Ok. I’m going into the subway, so I’m gonna lose you. Talk later?”

“Hold up. I wanted to ask…you got a suit for the rehearsal dinner, right?”

Eddie froze on the last step and mouthed: fuck me.

“Of course I did.”

“Awesome. We won’t have time to do it tomorrow. We have to head straight to Christian’s after work. I’ll pick you up at five exactly.”

“Yeah, right. Listen. Going in the subway.”

“Right…

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My Encounter With The Police In The Park.

My Encounter With The Police In The Park.

My Encounter With The Police In The Park.

I turned into the lane leading back to one of many picnic areas when I heard the short, whining blast of the siren. Okay, I was going too fast but the speed limit was twenty miles an hour, for chrissakes. My pickup wouldn’t even go that slow. I watched in my rear view mirror as the park ranger got out of his vehicle and I suddenly didn’t mind being stopped, but I couldn’t afford a ticket. I…

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Teenage Gay Guys and Their Attractive Force to Older Men.

TEENAGE GAY GUYS AND THEIR ATTRACTIVE FORCE TO OLDER MEN

Many Men in the Gay Community Are Enthusiastic about Older Guys, Therefore What…

Old age has decreased significantly over the last millennium. A senior particular person accustomed to represent knowledge combined with sincere regard, but today it’s morphed into something terrifying. In the gay community, there definitely seems to be an unfair philosophy of “out with the outdated, in with the new…

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Facebook Ad Discrimination against the Gay Community

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If you’re a [Small] Business Owner, Entertainer, or a Social Media Marketer, chances are you’ve advertised using Facebook. When advertising with Facebook, they have fairly strict rules, but how strict are these rules? And how discriminative can these rules be towards certain communities, organizations, and like minded people? The biggest issue with Facebook is advertising to the Gay community,…

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