I was going stir-crazy in my little apartment. The overwhelming urge to go out for a couple drinks was winning. I checked my wallet -- again. The ten dollar bill was still there -- it hadn't magically changed into a 20 or more. I thought about it for a few more minutes and remembered my unemployment check would be in the bank the next day. I grabbed my windb...
My wife was out of town on business, so there was no need for me to hurry home from the office. I thought I'd go downtown and do some shopping before heading back out to our home in the burbs. I stopped by one of my favorite bars, had a quick beer and set out to visit some new stores that had just opened. As I waited for the crosswalk light to change I noti...
It had been a quiet day at my salon this Friday. I run a small salon in a midsized town in the western U.S. I do hair styling of course, manicures and pedicures and some massage. Some of my women clients like a relaxing massage, but since I’m gay, I assure you, it’s strictly professional. Yeah, I’m gay, but I don’t really fit the stereotype of a gay h...
Chapter 7: Skipping the Dance I woke a little after 8 AM and checked my phone. Rob had sent me a text at 6:30 AM 'I'm going to pick you up at around 6 tonight.' I stretched and yawned before sending back 'sounds great, do I need to dress up?' The phone vibrated before I even had a chance to put it down 'Morning babe, just wear what you normally wear.' I smi...
He kept telling me when to take a hit, how much to take and how long to hold it, as he progressed from one finger to two, then to three which was a bit of a stretch, then back to two, then three again, then one, then thumb, then two, then three when he told me to take a big hit and hold it to the count of ten, and to push out as he slid in, and I'm not certa...
It was a quiet night and the neighborhood was mostly quiet. Since it was monday, most people have gone to sleep early and most of the window were dark. A single, solitary floor in one older building was still lit though. If someone climbed onto the ledge and looked through that window, he would see a gigantic, beautiful man named Oscar, stark naked, sittin...
Back in 1973 I was a nineteen-year old English University student learning about bondage and discipline. I'd spent the night with Gary, an older man who'd shown me how to suck and fuck for the first time. "Hey, wakey-wakey, it's nine o'clock already and my cock can't wait any longer. Roll over so I can get the cuffs back on." I was groggy and disoriented,...
Chapter Twelve - An Ending and a Beginning "My inseam is a 34 and my waist is either a 33 or 34, depending on how they fit. I take a 44 long usually in jackets. But you can measure me up and then let's have a look at herringbone tweed sport coats and a nice pair of wool dress pants to go with them," says Adam, as Joseph, the clerk in Craig's Men's and Women...
The early 1970's when a boy became a man... *** "What do you think, Timmy?" my new friend asked as he walked me over to his car, which he seemed to very proud of judging by the way he smiled as he looked at his pride and joy. "Nice," I felt obligated to respond, although I didn't know all that much about cars. The Mustangs and Corvettes caught my eye b...
"Say, would like a ride?" the middle aged man in the aging Ford Fairlane called out as he pulled up to the bus stop where the solitary young man stood waiting for a bus that the older gentleman knew wouldn't be coming for quite a while. "It's the weekend and they only run every hour or so," the man continued after the youth shook his head in response to the...