All Chapters of Tales Of A Gay Man (Final): Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

I’ve been going to the gym for years and have built a decent body throughout years. I was bulking for the most part and my doctor said I need to get my cholesterol down so I searched up ways to do so. One study showed that sauna was can assist. I would go regularly everyday late at night around 9-11pm. The sauna would be empty for the most part. There would be this guy who would come in. He went by Darren. Darren was pretty good looking. He was taller than me and his body didn’t have a single hair on it. Nice hair and was clean shaven. He was 23 and I was 19. I have never been attracted to guys, but have been shy for the most part. Never even kissed a girl before. He would sometimes come in with boxers or just a towel around with his waist. He had a pretty good personality and we would talk pretty often and make jokes.One of night I walked in a Darren was in the corner of the sauna. He had a towel around himself, around the waist mainly. We talk for a bit and he pours water onto

After highschool, I decided to continue playing football but since I wasn’t going to college I had to sign up for an amateur league team. My friend told me to sign up for his team since it was local and they were pretty good according to him. I took him up on his offer and joined them. I played defense on the line but I was also a kinda short stocky guy compared to the guys on the team. Most of them were big black guys and older in their late twenties and early thirties. I was 19 at the time. Before games and practice, we usually had a place to change into our gear. Since I had been on sports teams and in locker rooms my whole life, I had never really thought about the possibility that somebody was checking me out. But when I was in the locker room changing now it’s like I could feel somebody’s gaze on me. I still didn’t think anything about it until one day when we had won our first home game. Everybody went into the locker room to shower and change. Like normal I took my shower b

Ive always moved around but have always been out of shape but have always as of the past few years had a gym membership to try and change that. Id always workout and then shower so I didn’t smell after if I was doing anything. But my new gym was a little different than all the other ones ive gone too. The lockers are at least a 30 yard walk to the closest shower and they only had towels by the showers and day one I immediately noticed that most guys were just waiting around no towel. But the first day i still walked to the shower in my boxers. The second thing I noticed is that the showers are low cut walls and the back is just a flimsy curtain and they were back to back in a hallway style of showers my first few times nothing happened but i show up early one day and finish my workout and head to the shower but I noticed that there was barely any people so I decided to leave my boxers in the locker and just show off a little. I make it to the shower no problem and I thought it was hot

Years ago, fresh out of high school, I had an older friend that worked with me at a local restaurant. All the girls thought he was the most handsome guy in our orbit and they all swooned when he walked in. Me on the other hand, skinny, kind of nerdy, and super shy! Either way I struck up a great friendship with my older colleague and he in fact became a bit of a mentor to me. (To be fair I was 18 and he was 22, so not like a "daddy" mentor). So occasionally we would sneak to the top of the place we worked and drink a couple beers and laugh about the circumstances of being in a small town and how limited it felt. You know the usual shit. On a particular night he decided he had to pee and didn't want to go downstairs to do it so he pulled out his cock in front of me and started to piss. Even though I had a GF and felt very straight, I got hard. He saw it and asked if I liked it... Needless to say I responded with, "yeah it looks cool!" -/ so stupid right? He told me since I'd seen

Ever been stuck in the middle before? Tossed around like you’re the monkey in the middle, or the flag tied around a rope being tugged at both ends? You’d think that the middle job is the easiest, that all you have to do is be tossed around and make a choice– a decision. But no one talks about the horrors that come with being in that middle ground and the feelings you’re bound to hurt. No one talks about what affects the monkey, or how that tied flag feels. It’s always about the players– always. And we’re taught not to hate them, to hate the game instead. Well fuck that. It was a hot summer day back home in Florida, far gone from the calming campus at Vanderbilt University. But summer calls, and home awaits. My home, despite the way I’d talk about the heat and summer storms, despite the way I’d dream of falling leaves and white winters. This was home, in all its scorching glory. I arrived yesterday to my Mom already outside, waving me down like I’d forgotten where I lived. And as