A Stranger in the Park
While getting it on with the wife in the park, a handsome voyeur joins the fun. — It was too warm not to be outside. And while the park was busy, most people sat out on the great lawn drinking spiked seltzers and throwing frisbees for their dogs. Which made it a perfect afternoon to wander through the more secluded wooded paths where we could lose ourselves…
It Wasn’t Real Cheating
“It wasn’t cheating,” she insisted. “Not real cheating, at least.” I was shaking my head, because really, what the fuck? Once you try to qualify shit the game is pretty much over. If you have to say it didn’t count, then we all know it damn well counts. “It was…
What He’d Do
We take out a big toy and imagine he was there with us. — “Do you have your cock?” I asked. We had already lost our clothes and were rolling about on the bed trying to decide which turn-on to follow. Since I had been editing Disgusting Beautiful Immoral all day, I had some sense of direction but wasn’t sure how to follow up…
A Light in the Darkness
If I haven’t been writing about the city recently, it’s because grief is still too close. It’s been easier to move away from it, often back to the past, than it has been to stay here, in the present where things feel better yet still uncertain. The sense of normalcy…
Inspiration Comes from What I Love Not What I Hate
Good morning lovely people, I’ve been thinking about what I see as a cultural tendency to prefer criticism over praise and what that means as an artist. More specifically, I find myself (and others I’m sure) often take the easier road of finding faults with a piece of art, whether…
Your Best Friend in The Backseat
She’s sucking his cock in the backseat of the car as I drive. It wasn’t the plan, but you know how it goes. You start talking. Your wife mentions that monogamy isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. He raises an eyebrow. You tell him that she does whatever the…
Filthy Midnight Stories
Or as someone suggested, Nocturnal Emissions — I recently started a late night newsletter for my new stories and it’s been a fun ride. I send them out a few times a week at midnight via Substack where I have both a free subscription and a paid one for $7. One of the nice things about it is that it feels very personal and a bit scandalous. I can also include slightly naughtier pictures than I can share on Medium.
Or as someone suggested, Nocturnal Emissions
I recently started a late night newsletter for my new stories and it’s been a fun ride. I send them out a few times a week at midnight via Substack where I have both a free subscription and a paid one for $7.
One of the nice things about it is that it feels very personal and a bit scandalous. I can also include slightly naughtier pictures than I can share on Medium.
If you’re like to sign up you can find it here!
Quickies New York
Short erotic stories and personal anecdotes from author Guy New York.
I’ll keep sharing stories here as well, but most everything will get posted to the newsletter first and the paid stories over there will remain hidden in the dark where they belong.
Remembering The Tease
A few years ago, we went to a giant sex party in midtown at a fancy hotel. Our friends rented out two connected penthouses along with the entire floor below where they turned each of the rooms into a different themed pleasure palace. We arrived on the early side, and…