Author: Collector

The shame, the paranoia, the guilt, I’d experienced it all in high school. I’d watch the other guys in the shower out of the corner of my eye, terrified I’d get an erection and be betrayed. After that you’d think I’d grow up and come out of the closet, but I pretended to myself as much as anyone else that […]

It had been three years since Greg had last been with a man and he was going a little cock crazy. His cock kept on rising each time he thought about the illicit pleasure he had felt the last time he had stuck his cock in a guy’s asshole. Trouble was he was so out of practice, he had no […]

Allen came to the window of his Maple Street bungalow and looked out at the driveway at the unmistakable sound of the purring of an expensive sports car. He had arrived in time to see Jack unfold his elegant six-foot-four frame out of the red Porsche Carrera convertible and run his hand through a thick mane of auburn hair with […]

As a horny gay US soldier who served in Iraq, I needed constant sexual release. Fortunately, there weren’t a lot of women serving and the Army is full of big, muscular, he-men, so I had no trouble finding my prey. The military policy of don’t ask, don’t tell was still in full force, and nobody asked and even if they […]

In college I earned free room and board by working the front desk of my dorm. It was an easy job that consisted of answering the phone, buzzing in visitors, and using the master key when residents got locked out of their rooms. Since I usually worked the afternoon shift, I also sorted the mail. Mostly I just occupied myself […]

“So you want me to make you my bitch do you?” Klaus growled into my ear, his breath hot and smelling of the bourbon we were drinking earlier at the bar. He was pressing me – face first – against the wall in the men’s toilet of a gay pub in Sydney. I could feel his big cock pressing into […]

One day a young handsome, 6 foot, dark haired man knocked on my front door wearing nothing more than a tee shirt and tan shorts asking if I was the local nude photographer. Looking past this young man to see who was with him and seeing no one, I replied yes and would he like to make an appointment for […]

My name is John Thorne and I am a rather adventurous kind of guy. I’ve always been that way. I was born in Iowa in 1977. My father, Louis Thorne was a prominent district attorney, then he became a Supreme Court Judge. My mother, Elisabeth Anderson Thorne was a model who eventually broke into acting and starred on a popular […]

My first gay experience, at my friend Scott’s pool party, was life changing. I had gone there believing I was absolutely straight, yet very comfortable being around gay guys. I ended up that day submitting to my deep sexual urge to be fucked by a guy and to suck a guy’s cock, two of each actually.

Sometimes, I feel like hell is right here on earth, and not in some distant subterranean realm like the Bible says. It’s like an intense feeling , one that cannot be ignored. My name is Elroy Samson. Who am I? Just your average, everyday gorgeous six-foot-three, lean and athletic African-American homo fatale.