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I worked in a small café at a place called The Ranch, it was located on a large spread of property of about 30 acres with a stage, a campground, pool, a huge bar with a very large dance floor and of course the Ranch Café. Oh, the ranch was a gay resort that was listed in the Internet and travelers came from across the globe, especially in the summertime. My name is Trav Naxos, I have waited tables in several restaurants prior to coming here. Being on 30 acres of a gay resort things run a bit different, all staff including waiters are naked at all times with few exceptions. I am 24 years old, my dark hair shaved close on the sides and longer on the top, I have a large tattoo on my left arm that I got last year and a big topic when I wait tables is the Prince Albert piercing that I have on my cock. Guests are greeted at the reception area, given maps and checked into their campsites, most use large RV’s or camping trailers but a few use tents that are supplied by the resort for ...

I shared a bedroom with my brother Dave since we were kids, our mom, a single parent worked allot in the evenings so it left me at Dave’s hands. Usually Dave was decent to me but sometimes he was overbearing and a bit pissy that he was in charge of the house while they were gone to work and that included me. Dave and his friend Jake were playing video games in the bedroom; we had bunks so we could have room for a couch in there making it more fun to hang out in there. I was in my boxer shorts lying on the top bunk watching them play, Jake was one year older than me and the same age as Dave. Jake had more muscle on his lean frame and had rusty brown hair. I would lay and watch him while they played, his fast grin and loud laugh made me smile. Jake would look up at me now and then, I never knew what he was thinking. Daniel, go get us some Coke’s Dave said. While he kept playing. I rolled my eyes and knew better than not to do it, he would pound me on the arm when he got hacked of...

I was out dancing at one of my favorite places, it has a very large dance floor and always has a live DJ and on certain nights has boy dancers and when I say boy dancers, they are not ‘boys’ at all. These guys are fucking hot, they range from small young guys up to beefy men that dance up to you and press their junk filled jocks, tight underwear or g-strings against you while you dance. Tipping is encouraged and when you do tip, they lean in and say things into your ear that would make many guys blush and if you are considered a large tipper, a couple of them will take your hand and push it inside their undies and against their growing thick manhood giving you quite the feel of male dancer’s anatomy. Tonight was a little slow, only about twenty five guys on the dance floor that could easily fit 100 or more, I was checking out others guys while I danced. As always trying to be a little less than obvious unless I wanted to grab the attention of a certain guy, then I would look them ...

I was headed out to the bars for a nice Friday night out on the town to one of my usual haunts, a trendy club that is “the” place to be and be seen. I parked and wandered inside, it was still a little early for the place to be packed but there was about 45 men on the dance floor jumping and swaying to the loud rhythmic beat. I got a drink from the bar and watched the dancers for a while, then I noticed HIM. He is a rich 22 year old boy that likes to be used like a street whore, he does this whole bit about doing it for the money but he has enough in his bank account to never need to work again in his life, it was more about being used like a common street boy but he is very particular on who he will allow himself to be used by. It seems that the more you try, the less chance of anything actually happening. His name is Stephen but goes by the name of Jeffie, he seemed to be dancing hear a group but looked like he was alone, I watched him dance a while before he walked to the bar for...

I really hated going to these family things, they like to get together every five years and have a family reunion, most of them I hardly know and really don’t want to see. This would be the first one I have gone to since moving out on my own, I drove two counties over from where I live to the get together, mostly to see my parents and my brother, the rest was just a mess, a bunch of odd family members and some friends that like to get together and drink till someone gets into a drunken argument. I checked into a hotel near the state park where the reunion was to be held, I unpacked and stretched out on the bed to relax before heading out to have dinner with my brother and parents. Dinner was great, I had not seen them in a few months, my brother is 16 and just got his first girlfriend so he spent most of his time texting her, I could tell when he was texting love and kisses stuff as he would look up to see who was looking at him. They would all be at the get together the next day, ...

I was starting my senior year at a new high school when I rounded a corner and crashed into a guy I had not seen before. He was with a group of about four or five guys, they were talking loudly and laughing, until I ran into him that is. “What the fuck?” He said. “Sorry, I didn’t see you.” I replied as I tried to straighten the stack of books that I was carrying. “What am I fucking invisible? Can’t see or are you just plain stupid?” he said as he pushed my books out of my arms and onto the floor. The other boys laughed and egged him on to hassle me even more, they seemed like the school jocks but not really knowing them, I was not sure, could be they are in a school click of bullies, thugs and assholes. “Look, I said I was sorry for bumping into you, there is no need to be a dick about it.” The words were hardly out of my mouth before I regretted saying them and knew it would add to my trouble. The thug that I ran into grabbed me by the front of my tee shirt lifting me...