I made dinner while Ryan set the table, we would have a sit down dinner for a change, he even put out candles, wine glasses, the whole nine yards to bad we were only having burgers, I decided to make a salad to go with the burgers, Ryan helped me chop up veggies to put in the salad, I put on shorts to go cook the burgers, Ryan gave me a funny look. "Ryan I...
CHAPTER ONE: The Prank "He's going to be so mad," Emden pointed out as they quietly moved down the hallway towards the bedroom door at the far end. Jove rolled his eyes. Emden was always so worried about consequences. He was always the sensible one. Jove wished his partner in crime would lighten up and enjoy the moment otherwise this wasn't going to be nea...
I was so excited. At nineteen, totally gay but still a virgin in all practical respects, I was about to meet the man of my dreams who would change my status. I was going to be fucked! I'd known since an early age that I was different from the other guys I knew. They talked about girls and cunts all the time whereas I could only think about men with gigantic...
(Author's note: This one will have multiple parts and I promise it won't be the emotionally draining read that my freshman effort here, "A Life Well-Loved", was. It will focus on sex, rooted in my sexual history as usual, all loosely strung together in a flimsy but hopefully heartwarming coming of age tale. Enjoy!) Part 1: I walked into Trax at a little af...
My parents died in a car crash when I was five, so I was raised by my uncle. Around the age of nine, they had their own son, Kevin. I grew up with my aunt, uncle and cousin like they were my mom, dad and brother. Around the age of thirteen or so I knew I was different because I like boys more than girls. By the time I was driving, I knew I was gay, as did my...
Nemesis Horizon Project David Lazarian * © 2019 PROLOGUE The midnight moon was blaring over the small southwestern Ontario, Canadian town. the neighborhood bar was crowded beyond its capacity. No one noticed or even cared about the three men sitting in the dark corner. The taller of the three stood up. "You guys have been stalking me since I've left Mo...
People who know me, describe me as absent minded and easy going, and rightfully so. I have always tried to get better, but finally accepted the fact that it's in my character and can't be changed. Why did I say this? Because I should have tried to change. I have two apartments, a small one upstairs and a bigger, more luxurious one on the ground floor. I li...
In 1999, I was an 18 year old high school senior. My greatest frustration in life was that I was still a virgin. Attractiveness wasn't the issue. I had light blue eyes and a mop of skater-style blond hair crowning a face of delicate, almost feminine, features. I had a thin, slightly athletic build. I wasn't athletic in the sense of having developed muscles f...
I was in a real hurry to get to the library: I needed the textbooks. I was a student at the local college and my summer assignment had got way laid and forgotten about in the heady season of long summer nights. When you are 19 years old, schoolwork doesn't hold your interest for very long. If I didn't start work today, I wouldn't have a prayer of finishing...
For Steve McCarthy, the reason he became involved with the Union College Chess Club were two-fold. The love of the game was certainly one of them, of course, having been an avid player for most of his 57 years. The second was that it allowed him to interact with young people, primarily men, and that always made him feel more alive. Having just retired from...