"I'm sorry I yelled at you," Luca's voice was almost drowned out by the carnival music, but he heard it. Sitting against the base of the tree, he quickly brought his knees together in an effort to hide his erection. After the day he'd had, that ride had been nothing short of torture. He'd barely been able to keep his hips clear of the bone-shaking reverberat...
Author's Note: This is a sequel to the previously published stories "One Day at a Time" and "To Love Again - Al." +++++ One thing I had learned is that given the option, Los Angeles is not where I would choose to live. I was born near Omaha, Nebraska, and lived there until my mom and I relocated to Philadelphia when I was eight. I'd moved to LA relativel...
My best friends and I made a trek to the beach for a long, three-day weekend. The four us of have been friends since college, so we are all nearly the same age, married and each with children, a couple of us even with grandchildren. It was a late summer jaunt just for the guys, a kind of macho, testosterone-filled few days where golf ruled the day and beer f...
Years ago I was out of town on a business trip to the east coast. It was a two week trip which was highly unusual for me as I was usually home on the weekends. It was basketball season and my college team was playing in the semi finals. I was sitting in the bar of a nice hotel in downtown DC and the game was set to start in a while. I was chatting it up with...
For almost twenty years I have been going on twice annual trips with a group of guys from my college days. Each spring and fall we rent a remote cabin for a week and go on our fishing trips. Very little fishing gets done any more. These trips have become our getaways from the stress of our high pressure careers and everyday lives. Truth is the trips are more...
Hello, there. My name is Samuel Xavier. I have a story to share with you. I see a lot of Black men and white men these days at each other's throats. They fight over both Black women and white women. They fight over politics, real estate, race, sex and money. What if they joined forces? That's what this story is all about. Please read on. Ever since he was yo...
All usual disclaimers apply. My last look into the mirror acted as the most important. I always stared at myself in the mirror for a couple minutes making sure I looked as good as I possibly could before I left the house for a night out. During this time I also donned the only scent I considered worthy to be on an image of perfection such as myself, Acqua...
Five of us went camping on that night that changed my life. One of the guys had an older brother who purchased a case of beer for us, and we hiked up into the woods to our favorite camping spot. After building a fire and drinking a couple of beers each, we began talking about sex. Yancy was the lucky one, and he told us some great stories about his current...
I rushed through the flap of the large tent with my two best friends in the world. We were happy as fuck. Outside, all around us, explosive colors and nighttime musical dreamscapes filled the sky and the air and the bloodstream. We were fully into our second night at Burning Man, my first time, though the fourth for my best friends. We were rolling on...
So there's this straight guy I've met at the club a couple of times. Handsome, toned, he plays soccer. The last couple of times we've met at the club he's been really charming and low key flirting a bit. He was out with his friends, and we met at the bathroom. I'm pretty open about being gay and that I'm a very sexual being. So I was joking around with him a...