What My Girlfriend Doesn’t Know About My Desires
She doesn’t know that when I go out “to see a friend,” I come back smelling like another man. I’ve been living like this for three months, and I don’t know how much longer I can hold out.
Gay
Gay stories, page 17
The Night Valeria Traded Me for Two Strangers
I’d spent twelve years waiting for Valeria to look at me like that. That night she finally did, but not in the way I’d imagined.
Room 507 and the Two Strangers Who Took Me Over
I opened the door expecting one man. There were two. And they brought a duffel bag with everything needed to turn me into their toy for hours.
My First Gay Threesome: The Night I Never Saw Coming
I never imagined a night of dominoes with two friends would end like this. When they both looked at me at the same time, I knew the air had changed.
What Nobody Knows About That Night With My Cousin
He took my jaw in one hand and looked me straight in the eyes. He was my cousin. We were family. And neither of us backed down.
The Gay Fantasy My Friend's Father Awakened
I knew nothing could ever happen between Don Rodrigo and me. But I found a way to make it real, even if only once, even if no one else knew.
Valentina Whispered That She Wanted to See Me on My Knees
I thought I knew myself well. Valentina took just three weeks to prove I was completely wrong — and I was infinitely grateful to her.
My Lover Made Me Wear My Wife’s Lingerie
When I got out of the shower, Sebastián had the pink garments in his hand and that steady look I knew I wouldn’t be able to refuse.
What Nobody Knows About My Summers in the Village
My friends don’t understand why I go back to that nowhere village every year. If they saw what’s in my gallery, they wouldn’t need to ask.
That Night with My Daughter’s Boyfriend Changed Everything
Marcos had the body I had at his age. That night, with everyone asleep, I knew something more than heat was keeping us apart in that narrow bed.
The Man Who Looked at Me from the Window
I was wandering aimlessly when he lifted his head from a second-floor window and held my gaze as if he knew, before I did, that we’d end up tangled in his sheets.
I Never Told What Happened on the Yacht That Night
The night breeze, two lit joints, and the certainty that everyone was asleep. All that was left was for one of us to say aloud what we were both thinking.
My Confession Ended on My Knees in the Sacristy
He locked the door, sat at the desk, and looked at me with green eyes that didn’t judge a thing. I was still breathing hard.