I always knew I loved cock but I didn't know how much I'd be getting in the coming months. Hi, I'm Dale. I had just turned 18 a few days before the start of this story. For my 18th birthday I received a laptop from my parents. Before I had to use the computer in the living room. Besides being painfully slow I was always in plain sight of whoever was home. Su...
"I'm sorry to bother you like this, Father James," Ethan Barnes said after easing down into the over-sized leather seat on the other side of the massive oak desk that his spiritual mentor was sitting behind. "Nonsense Ethan," Father James said, dismissing the young man's apology with a wave of his hand. "That's what I'm here for, and besides, if you can't t...
You hate Mondays. They suck. You're coming down off the high (real or metaphorical) of the weekend, and then BOOM--learning. You head out the door on a Monday, early in your senior year. When you arrive at your school, you see the bulletin board is covered in various advertisements for various extracurricular activites. It's already 2 weeks into your senior...
There was a time when hitch-hiking was a very popular way of getting around the roads of Scotland. Lots of people didn't have a car in the 1980's so if people wanted to get around, particularly if they lived in the countryside where there were no buses, hitch-hiking was the way to travel. I worked on a farm and had a small bothy in the countryside, about ei...
Jude had gotten through the second set at The Spot in Chelsea the same way he had gotten through all of Logjam's concerts in the last two decades—riding a high on the music, the roar of the crowd, beer, and poppers. If the proportion of beer and poppers had been relentlessly creeping up over the last fifteen years, it had been too gradual for Jude to notice...
This might have been 1972 in San Francisco but out here in rural Averill Park it might as well have been 1930. There may have been gay guys my age around, but if there were they kept it to themselves like it did. A couple of weeks ago my Mom let me take the car into the big city, which in our case was Albany, New York. That gives you an idea of what Averill...
Being the fairly remote tiny country town's schoolboy cycling champion was not enough. I had to get to the big smoke to improve my speed if I was ever to really excel in my chosen sport. I needed some really stiff competition if I wanted to stand out in my last season as a junior. My 18th birthday and senior ranks coming up I was told that if I could find...
"Artistic-style gay male, 43, new to town, seeks local older male to introduce him to the holidays here. Companionship, local concerts, plays, restaurants, university sports. Holiday cheer and travel later if found compatible. Nonsmoker please." I had never advertised like this in a paper before, but Gill, an older, sometimes boyfriend of mine in Washington...
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I'd just about made up my mind to open the door, when it opened for me. "Oh, hey," Thomas exclaimed, obviously not expecting me to be lurking on the other side. "Uh, I was just about to knock," I lied. "I called the airline. No seats available until tomorrow afternoon. They said we could try going to the airport in case there are any no-shows, but I don't...