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Jimmy Gordon has submitted 25 original stories to MenOnTheNet.com's Gay Erotic Stories. His original stories include:
- A Father's Love
- A Man of Innocence
- A Road Back
- Biker's Bet, Part 1
- Biker's Bet, Part 2
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A Father's Love
The birds waited for me every afternoon. I would stop at the bakery on 56th Street and get a bag of leftover rolls from the breakfast rush. Pigeons are plentiful and most New Yorkers think of them as nothing more than an annoyance, but I enjoy feeding them. Some of them are regulars, and I even named a few of the bolder, friendlier birds. I know it sounds silly, but they brought me some peace of...
A Man of Innocence
By Jimmy Gordon DoozyG@aol.com Jack would knock on the door every evening, as I was shutting down my computer and packing up my things to leave. He was the maintenance guy who came around from office to office, through the night, when everyone else had gone home. His job was to remove the piles of rubbish and paper that my colleagues and I produced in the operation of the companies business,...
A Road Back
By Jimmy Gordon jimmygor@optonline.netThe road was deserted, not a car in sight for the last two miles. The Kenworth I was riding rumbled through its gears as I decelerated around the bend. It had gone cold since the sun set four hours ago, so I rolled the windows up to keep the damp October fog out of my cab. Thank Fuckin’ God the truck firm my brother works for gave me a shot at this job,...
Biker's Bet, Part 1
By Jimmy Gordon. I smelled Leon’s musty leather jacket, my face pressed against his shoulder, my arms wrapped around his taut waist as we sped through the chilly November night. His big Harley growled under us as he downshifted through a turn in the snaky road. We were on our way to Jugs, the leather biker bar in the next town. I had only heard about it, my friends telling me stories of hot...
Biker's Bet, Part 2
Ruben got up and sauntered over to the girls at the bar. They seemed to have forgiven him for messing around with the little queer on the barstool. I pulled my face off the gigantic biker’s cock just long enough to see Ruben step on to the gritty dance floor, a big-breasted woman hanging on his shoulders as they swayed together under the grimy disco ball. He ground his hips into hers as the...
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Bronx Bash
My stomach was growling. It had been twenty-four hours since I had anything in my gut that could be called food. Oh, I had taken in plenty of protein, and the big ten-inch black cock swaying in my face was about to make another deposit! I heard the sound of the men in the next room. It was like a fucking party out there, as they waited their turn to enter the dimly lit bedroom. It all started...
Camfrontation
By Jimmy Gordon(I wrote this one from HIS point-of-view. Heh Heh.)jimmygor@optonline.netI met Jimmy in the cam chat room. He’s one of those sexy young guys that love to jerk off in front of men. He is blessed with a slim defined body, almost hairless, feminine but not faggy. I love to watch him bare his stuff. He’s really good, a showman for sure. He knows just how far to go, how to strip...
Chosen To Suffer, Part 1
Chosen to SufferBy Jimmy Gordon - jimmygor@optonline.netI got the call late Tuesday night. The voice on the line was deep and resonant. He introduced himself as Dale, a friend of Kevin's. If you had a chance to read my “Water Rat” series, you know all about Kevin. I had sworn him off like a bad habit, a lust far too dangerous to be sated. It was an amazing summer and Kevin had...
Chosen To Suffer, Part 2: The Encore
Chosen to Suffer, Part 2: The Encoreby Jimmy Gordon / jimmygor@optonline.netThe text message came up on my cell phone around 4:00 Tuesday. Dale sent me a web address, and instructions to log on that evening at precisely 11:00. I was pretty agitated by the time my appointment on line rolled around. Dale was exceptionally good-looking, but more, he was incredibly powerful. Obviously a...
Chosen to Suffer, Part 3: Professional Series
Chosen to Suffer 3: Professional Series By Jimmy Gordon. The saga continues… Dale called again. He had given me a new proposition two days ago and asked me to think about my answer carefully. I was kinda anxious for him to call me back. I had made up my mind to take the gig. “It’s in Atlantic City, he’s in a tournament there and wants you to spend the entire weekend with him. This...
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El Sabor de un Hombre
El Sabor de un Hombre“?Habla usted Espanol, chico?” he growled, his voice just the way I expected, deep and masculine.“Un poco…” I watched the large man on the computer screen. His cam revealed the massive chest that drew me to his profile last night. “I will speak English, but mine is not so good.”There was a three second delay, like I was watching a movie and the sound was...
Forgive The Trespasser
Forgive the TrespasserBy Jimmy Gordonjimmygor@optonline.netGoddamn rental car! I knew it didn’t sound right when I pulled out of the airport parking lot! But I thought it’s German, maybe they all whine like that when they change gears. All I knew is that it was a convertible and a ride across the state on a day like today required just such a car. I entered the Interstate and headed...
He Came to Me in My Dreams
By Jimmy Gordonjimmygor@optonline.netHe came to me in my dreams. For weeks I would resist sleep by reading or playing Solitaire, until my eyes fluttered shut and my head slumped into the warm cocoon of pillows on my velvet couch. I dreaded sleep, feared the recurring dream that left me confused, excited and ultimately sad every morning when I would drag myself back to consciousness.It...
Helping Man
A tale of dangerous sex--this story may not be suitable for general readership. Please be advised this is erotic literature and should only be read by mature adults.The bar was packed for a Sunday night. This was not my usual hangout. I had traveled over 30 miles to get to the place, a “dance bar” in the next county. I’m on the board of a GLBT community service foundation, and it was my task...
Horsing Around
By Jimmy Gordonjimmygor@optonline.netThe City:Sunday night. I saw him at the end of the bar. He sat alone, sipping a tumbler of scotch and ice. He looked like a square peg in a round hole, obviously out of his element in the sleek piano bar on west Forty-Sixth Street. The crowd that night was typical, overdressed and bored as they sat at tiny chrome tables clustered around the big ebony...
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Lawn Service
By Jimmy Gordonjimmygor@optonline.netThe noise was deafening. The big lawn mower was crisscrossing the stretch of grass between the house and the pool, carving even stripes into the blue-green fescue. It had been a long winter, cold and gray. This was the first really beautiful day of spring, hovering at 78 degrees. My blonde hair had gotten dark, my flesh white and pasty. I longed for the...
Shop Sex
By Jimmy Gordonjimmygor@optonline.netShit, I think I’m fuckin’ goin‘ nuts. Goddamn, who’da thunk it would happen to me. I was always straight as a freakin’ arrow all my life. The fuckin’ fag had to come into my life...I sat at the computer that day looking over the record of deliveries at Tire City, the repair shop I work at for the last ten years. It was a very slow morning, and the...
Straight to Me
by Jimmy Gordonjimmygor@optonline.netI tasted the salty tang of his pre-cum as his cock slipped around in my mouth. I was going to take my time, this time, the last time. I wanted to savor the moment and the delicious taste of his dick, the strong scent of man rising from his thick pubic bush. I couldn’t keep seeing this guy, not like this. I knew going into it that he was straight, and...
The Holidays Suck
By Jimmy GordonNote: This is a story involving drugs, booze and consensual sex with hairy men. It is intended as erotic fictional entertainment, and any individual who is not of legal age or does not wish to view such material should not continue reading.The Holidays SuckHis breath hung frosty in the air as he exhaled through his mouth. It couldn’t be more than 30 degrees in the...
The Native Desert
The Native Desert jimmygor@optonline.netThe sun had set several hours ago, the heat of the day forgotten as the desert fell under a mantle of cold night air. The horse was as exhausted as I was, and I felt her stumble over hidden snake holes and grassy roots as we trudged through the unending sand berms of the valley. She couldn’t go on much longer. If the old girl failed me, I was surely a...
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The Sins of Matru
Please do not read this story unless you are of legal age in your community. It is intended as literature, and as such is not based on any individual, alive or deceased.He was a quiet man, twenty-two in the summer of 1946; his still young face lined with worry and years of the blazing Indian sun. Still, he looked like all of the other men in Bombay (later known as Mumbai), their skin the same...
Water Rat
The wave-runner sputtered to a stop, and quickly settled into a foamy swell as I drifted towards the beach. I could smell hot plastic, and the engine case was steaming. I knew I had plenty of fuel, so the fucking motor must have blown a gasket or something. I know diddly-squat about engines, so who knows? I only know that this island is a good two miles from the mainland, and I’m certainly not a...
Water Rat, Part 2: Choices
Water Rat 2: Choices (Please read “Water Rat” first. This is intended as an epilogue.) I had been bound at the wrists for almost a full day. Stranded on this island had turned into one of the most important and life-altering experiences I have ever had. I discovered that all of the games, all of the passion and sexual adventure of my life to this point was meaningless. I had found total...
Water Rat, Part 3: Rapture
By Jimmy Gordonjimmygor@optonline.netAuthor’s note: Please read Water Rat parts I & II before you begin this chapter. The Water Rat series is a sinister tale of submission and dominance. It explores the confused emotions of hate and desire, and the fine line that separates the two. It is definitely adult in content, so the typical disclaimers are urged. Please do not proceed if you are...
Window Pains
Jimmygor@optonline.netI live next door to a very nice family. When my lover Bobby and I bought the house several years ago, they welcomed us warmly and gave us lots of advice and support, as we had never owned our own place before this house we are in now. If they didn’t know we are gay, they surely do by now, as we are very open about our sexuality, although we don’t push it in their face....
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