I woke up the next day and headed on to work. The image of Black Daaa, I mean, Terrence's dick sliding in and out of my mouth still haunted my memory. More disturbing was the fact I was getting an erection from it. I mean, I wasn't gay, not that Terrence cared, but after the past two visits I was definitely questioning it. Worked dragged on mainly because I...
After two years in the male-male paradise of Bangkok, a short assignment to Okinawa, Japan, seemed, for most of my tour, like entering a monastery. I was supposed to rotate directly back to the States with my SR71 supersonic photoreconnaissance unit, but the North Koreans were acting up on the DMZ, and the government wanted an intense look-see at whether or...
I was home one Saturday morning when I got a call from an old high school friend that I had seen only once in the last ten years. Chris asked if I was still collecting comic books since he was going to sell some of the better books in his collection. I told him I was, but hadn’t done much collecting in a while, and money was kind of tight for the wife and me...
Randy starts to wrap up his life in Cleveland. Thanks, yet again, to LarryInSeattle for his editing assistance. ======== By the end of the week, we were falling into a routine. We're both habitual early risers. Also, we're both feeling like our pants are getting a little tight, so breakfast is easy enough. Coffee, black and Greek yogurt with either raw nu...
And so to the afternoon session. My arse still tinglingly aware of Dili's attention, I make my way to bedroom 2 and the "ugly Latvian". Ivan at least knows the English for "Come in", or something like it. He is sitting in a chair, wearing a white bathrobe and when I enter he stands up and lets it fall from his body. He has a pug-like face, with a large, fla...
"Bad luck" should have been his middle name, or tattooed on his ass if this day were any indication. His head hurt, but the pain in his side was probably worse. Oliver's ribs felt broken, but he knew from experience that they were only bruised. Didn't stop it from hurting like a suma'bitch though. Shit, freaking walking proved to be a task. In fact, i...
Greetings, citizens of the world. My name is Jameson Lycos Brandeis. A tall, good-looking young black man with a rather unique story to tell. I'm a young Haitian man who lives in the state of Massachusetts. Currently, I attend the Massachusetts Military Institute or MMI. It's the largest military college in the state. Actually, it's one of the few remaining...
Quarantine Queers Author's Note: This is not to make light or minimize the clusterfuck that's going on right now. It's just my creative way of coping. If you like it, please let me know in the comments sections, there will be at least two more. * According to New York, during the Coronavirus, you are your best sex partner. Which I guess requires a real l...
EDITED FOR GRAMMAR Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consentual or reluctant sex. * This story is told in real time from the mind of the main character. For clarification, thoughts will be between apostrophes. Example: 'What a great smile.' Dialog will be quotation marks with the character designation in front. Example: Ken: "Hi, good to...
l didn't sleep. As with the prior night, the bed, blankets and pillows were all terrible. But I was also plagued all night with thoughts of Ryan and the previous day. Ryan had Tracy completely under his thumb. From the start of his stay, she had fawned over him and appeared to defer to him at every turn. Worse, they had kissed right in front of me the prev...