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...
This happened several years ago when I was 40 yrs. old and married. My wife Alice and I had a daughter Melanie who was 18. Melanie hung out a lot with a boy named Fred. My wife and I liked Fred and often included in our family outings. He was a good kid, polite and we liked having him around. Fred was 19, had blue eyes, blonde hair, fair skin: a very attract...
Chapter One: Something about Him I hadn't picked up a hitchhiker since I was in my twenties, but there was something about the young man standing at the entrance to the Adirondack Northway that made me stop. The boy looked so young and innocent that I was afraid for his safety, and these days who knows what might happen to a kid who looked so timid and frai...
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...
After the divorce, I was able to keep my house, although little else.. The divorce had nothing to do with my sexual habits, those were still a secret, so after she'd removed her things, I was able to take a deep breath, and get back to living. I'd been curious about gay sex from middle school on, but never acted on it college. After that, it was sporadic, bu...
Introducing Mike Browne... Mike Browne was not one to frequent bars, especially bars like this one, but a lot had changed in the last few years for this 57 year old insurance agent. His daughters had both graduated from college and were married, and as he settled into the life of an empty-nester with his wife, it became more and more difficult to keep livi...