Day two of my insane weekend had included more spontaneous gay sex with my best friend. Only this time, that sex happened in his parents’ house, in his sister’s bed. I didn’t expect that, but then again, the rest of it had been a surprise too. Casey and I had spent the Friday night before fucking in my bed. It was the first time I’d ever touched another cock. Or sucked one. Or had one in my ass. It was also the first time...

The craziest weekend of my life continued into that Saturday, when Casey decided to spend the night again. I didn’t know what was coming next, though I knew what I wanted to happen. I had a feeling he did, too. I was glad he stayed. The Friday night before, we’d watched porn naked together. That led to a 69, and then to him fucking me from behind. When it was all over, we each had cum twice. It was the first time I’d ever...

At some point after falling asleep next to Casey, I woke up and carefully moved through the dark to the bathroom down the hall. I had to pee, and I needed a towel for the mess we’d made together. I also needed to turn off the TV in the living room. I didn’t bother grabbing my underwear, which were by the couch where I left them. Instead, I remained naked. As I made my way back to my room, I thought about what we did. It w...

I made it into my room before Casey did. I flipped off my bedside lamp, turning the room black except for the dim light from the living room down the hall. I stood there in the dark, not knowing what I was doing or where all this was going. I’d just sat on the couch with one of my best friends. Naked. Stroking to porn. Wanting more. Now I was in my bedroom, waiting for him to join me. I was going to put the DVD in like I’...

I was nineteen when my first sex with a man happened. It was with one of my best friends, and it was the kind of scenario that could only happen in gay porn. I should know, because I’ve watched a lot of it since then. But at the time, I wasn’t even curious. Of course, that’s how it starts in some movies. Like I said, it was one of those scenarios. Casey never gave me a reason to think he was anything other than straight....

I’ve lived in a small town for just over five years, where being transgender isn't exactly an everyday topic. I was sure that plenty of such individuals were just living their lives around me. But it wasn't something I personally heard about all that much. Of course, as a closeted bisexual male who was married to a cisgender female for most of those five years, how would I? But that was before I met Joanna. Joanna worked...

It was a slow day at the gym. There were only a handful of people working out, including myself. I was good with that, as I was free to move around without having to compete for equipment. My favorite treadmill is on the end by the door, and I didn't have to worry about anyone getting it before me. I spent around an hour, using both the treadmill and exercise bike. Once I was done, I wiped down and headed for the locker r...