Gay to Stay
By JF Harker
Copyright 2012 Dominant Other Press
Smashwords Edition
All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters are above the age of majority.
Table of Contents
Henry is an looking to enjoy his vacation in peace, only to come face to face with the seductive Cory, a young man half his age. Can he possibly withstand the appeal of a twink young enough to be his son? (mm, adultery, anal, oral, bdsm)
Henry thinks he's in luck when Jeremy and Caroline Carroway, a rich couple, pick him up. They feed him, wash his clothes, and even offer to bathe him... but they want to do more than clean him up. Much more. (mmf, mast, fdom, oral, anal)
When homophobic varsity jock Duncan fails to land the lead role in the play, he's upset. When he hears the drama club making fun of his audition, he's livid! He decides to get revenge by sabotaging the set, and when the tech crew catches him in the act they are NOT happy. (mmmmm, bondage, bdsm, oral, anal)
Lucas is shocked when he finds out Rosa's secret - and that secret is a penis! Will he reject her, or will he accept her true self? And if he does have sex with her, does that make him gay? Shemale Surprise is a trans-friendly story of lust and acceptance. (mm, mtf, bdsm, anal, oral)
I was startled out of my light doze when the boy slipped into the hot tub across from me. He was young – I couldn't be sure of his exact age in the twilight, but he couldn't have been more than twenty; his body was slim and graceful, with a little hint of the awkwardness of youth in his movements. In many ways he was the opposite of my own wife back in Indiana – slender, with narrow hips and chest, and a pixie-ish face. I wouldn't go so far as to call him girlish – his broad shoulders and narrow hips were certainly man enough.
I found his youth strangely attractive. While I'm fit for a man in my fifties, I envy and appreciate the energy that the young seemed to have endless supplies of. There was a sparkle in this boy's eyes, and his tanned flesh seemed to almost glow in the moonlight.
"Hello." I greeted him slowly, with a warm smile. Young enough to be my son or not, a handsome lad's company is always welcome, particularly when Marlene wasn't around to catch me leering at him. I don't know if my wife knew for certain that I was into men, but she had certainly accused me of lusting after girls often enough.
"Hi," he replied, somewhat shyly. That was one thing that I don't miss from my own youth – the sort of shy awkwardness around new people. Eventually I'd gotten over it – the best thing about getting older has been stopping giving a fuck about what other people might think of you. While my thirty-year-old self might have balked at striking up a random conversation with a cute boy, at fifty I have no such compunctions.
"Name's Henry. Henry Filke," I introduced myself. I glanced around – we were alone on the hotel patio, and there were two other hot tubs, along with the pool. That he'd chosen to join me in mine was a sign that he was looking for some company, and presumably some conversation. Maybe a bit more, and the thought emboldened me. "In town for a trade show."
"I'm Cory. Just here on vacation." He was wearing light colored trunks that darkened and clung to his package as he settled into the hot tub across from me. I found my eyes drawn to his long legs through the water.
"Here with your girlfriend?"
He grinned. "I don't have a girlfriend."
"Good lookin' boy like you doesn't have a girlfriend? I find that hard to believe."
"Nope."
"I'd have guessed that the girls would be all over you."
"Ha! No. I'm... not really into girls."
Jackpot, I thought. The longer I watched Cory across from me, kicking his legs under the water, the more attracted I was finding himself. He was cute, had a nice body, and a warm smile. It was all too easy to imagine those soft lips of his wrapped around my cock, and I felt himself growing hard in the water.
"That's too bad for them."
"Their loss. I think I'm more attracted to older guys anyway." His voice dropped a few husky octaves, and his cobalt eyes burned into mine. "They're more mature. Sexier. They know what a man needs, and aren't shy about giving it to him."