セックスストーリー： Gay

The cramped fitting room of the boutique already smelled of expensive wine and male sweat. I was standing with my back to the mirror when his palm landed on my lower back, just a little lower than it …

I stepped into the dim, cavernous reading room of the old library, where the air was thick with the scent of leather bindings and aged wood. I'd told myself I just needed to unwind my shoulders after …

I was standing in the cramped elevator when the air was already vibrating with our shared hunger. Max, my trainer, had his back pressed against the cold wall, and I, Alex, couldn't tear my eyes away f…

午前2時頃、ほとんど誰もいなくなったバーに入った。カウンターの向こうには彼——Markが立っていた。背が高く、30代半ば、短い黒い無精ひげ、そして私を捉えて離さない目…

The train car swayed gently on the rails, sparse lights flickering past the window. Only the dim reading lamp above the table lit the compartment. I sat on the lower bunk, and across from me, legs cro…

The second I saw him bent over the desk in the empty office, my cock twitched hard against my jeans. Mark was the new tenant who'd just signed for the unit next to mine, all broad shoulders and tight …

The moment Mark locked eyes with the tall stranger across the crowded office party, heat slammed into his gut like a shot of cheap whiskey. The guy leaned against the makeshift bar in a half-open dres…

街の灯りが遥か下で散らばったダイヤモンドのようにきらめいていたが、私が感じていたのは狭い屋上の縁でマーカスの肩が私の肩に触れる熱だけだった。信号を追ってここまで登ってきたのだが…

The moment I saw him step onto the yacht, my cock twitched hard against my swim trunks. His name was Alex—tall, broad-shouldered, with sun-bronzed skin and a confident grin that made my pulse race. I …

The rain hammered the café windows like it wanted in, turning the closed sign into a blurry promise of privacy. I’d been stealing glances at Marcus all night while we tallied receipts and wiped down t…

The moment I saw him standing on the dock in nothing but low-slung board shorts, the late afternoon sun cutting golden lines across his chest, my cock twitched hard against my jeans. Tension crackled …