Trent Baker made sure no one was watching before he stepped out of the sunny fall afternoon and into the public restroom in the corner of Shady Grove Park. The cement structure, situated behind a concealing copse of elm trees out of the way of the more heavily trafficked areas of the park, was dimly lit compared to the perfect outside weather. It smelled fai...
I was a pretty normal teenage jock. Women, sports, and partying were my priorities. Like nearly everyone I knew, I was generally repulsed by the thought of two men doing anything together sexually. I had certainly never been attracted to men in my life. In fact, the summer after high school was spent in pursuit of girls. I was lifeguarding and teaching swi...
I hate doctors...always have. My wife insists that I visit every damn year, just for a check-up, even if I feel fine. Maryanne is sort of paranoid about that—for her, every headache means a brain tumor, every age spot cancer. And then, when I turned thirty-five, she dropped the P bomb on me. A proctologist; oh boy, talk about the one doctor every guy would b...
Victor the Gladiator "Hey!" a man shouts. He isn't talking to them but it's all it takes for his training partner to be distracted. The boy looks a bit younger than him, maybe 20 or 18 years old. He is ugly and clumsy with his sword. Victor can't believe his managers are wasting his time making him train with a weakling like this. Victor knocks the sword o...
With a nudge and a yawn-smothering smirk Jeremy pokes me in the ribs and falsetto whimpers at me, "wake uuup..." as I ironically continue to drive and he awakens from traveler's daze. Always his way- deflect the obvious by that distracting charm. Even after 18 years I was not immune to it. The fact of which he remains well aware. Approaching the Animus Riv...
The following is another true encounter from my past. It took place during the 1970's, and the names have been changed for the privacy of my friends. My sincere thanks to Susurrus for encouragement and help in editing this. __________ Chip and I had worked together for several years. He had a great smile and sharp wit and having been a surfer in his younge...
I was broke. I had lost my job and I decided to make some changes, some big changes. I was heading home to work in my brother's restaurant in Spokane, WA. That's where I was born and raised. I left ten years ago after my father has disowned me for coming out of the closet. "No son of mine will be a faggot". Those words were still painful a decade later. My...
==Author comment : Thank you so much for your feedback. I wanted to upload a slightly shorter chapter of the two of them getting back into the swing of being a couple. The next story will cover Rory's mom's birthday, as well as bringing back characters for different POVs like Rory's friends Robbie and Virginia. Thank you again. I'm looking forward to bringin...
Like a lot of folks, my boss lets me work at home one day a week. I enjoy it, not only for the two hours commute time it saves me, but for what it allows me to do with that free time. My work at home day is Wednesday, which is perfect because my wife's is Friday. Because she has a similar awful commute as mine and similar work hours, on Wednesday's I have an...
I don't even know where to begin... I am writing this down in an effort to sort out my situation in my mind. My name is Doug, and I am a married man in my 40s - approaching my 27th wedding anniversary. My wife is a beautiful, loving woman, and a wonderful mother to our 4 children. We both make a good living with our professional degrees, hold somewhat promin...