I hadn't been to that beer bar before. It was on the other side of the state and not in an area that travelled to with any frequency. But it was 9:00ish on a Thursday night and I figured I'd find some action on a couple of games of pool. I am a pretty good pool player, better than most and, truth be told, it isn't often that I meet my match. So, I knew I'd b...
My name is Arnie Jordan but on the street I'm known only as 'AJ'. Keeps things safer, you know? I'm going to be 19 in three months but I like to think I'm more mature than most guys my age. It's the middle of summer in LA - it's past sunset but it's still pretty warm out so I've gone with a lighter layer of fuck-me clothes: a jersey-mesh half-shirt (it's blu...
Pecs, located on University Ave in San Diego did not betray it's status as a gay bar when seen from outside. A green awning over a plain front door created the impression that it could be a biker joint. For someone seeking camaraderie without betraying preference it could be the perfect place to visit. Inside was a different scene altogether. A friendly cli...
A Sean Carrington Adventure. I am at that stage in life where I don't know where I want to go and having doubts about what I have already achieved. Looked it up in the Web; as I ticked five out of seven boxes I could be having a midlife crisis; this is my story. I am in my early thirties, not in any relationship, financially secure, nice apartment that I s...
I had been friends with Lisa for years, she and I hung out often, we had so much in common. Lisa and I were the same age, she was twenty four when we met, there was an immediate attraction to each other. She was so much fun all the time, Lisa was a very attractive woman, nice breasts, hot body, long legs, and a smile that would light up a room. Her laugh is...
-Money on the Side, Chapter 2. Thursday was a tough day. After my audition for the job at the party house I had, as instructed, not masturbated for the entire week, and by the time my last class Thursday ended, my balls were too full, straining against my jeans, and my cock had not been fully limp for the entire day. I packed my stuff in my backpack as i...
I entered the cubicle of the public toilet in my favorite pick up park closing the door behind me, not locking it though. I turned, pushed my shorts down far enough to free my dick and started too play with my hard exited dick when I sensed a movement behind me! Before I could turn a powerful hand clamped it self over my mouth and another grabbed my right wr...
Waves of propulsive energy roll across the wide concrete floor of the Noise Factory, as high above the crowd manic magnetic DJs spin out one seductive dance tune after another, drawing to their feet an army of the young and beautiful who spin and grind and vibrate as if their lives depended on it. It is another Saturday night in one of the hottest clubs in L...
A special thanks to cw94 for editing this story for the true writer and I. ~~~~ Lucian puffed out his slick chest a little as he looked at himself in the mirror. He put on his glitter eye shadow above his eyes and darkened his eyeliner. People around him were hurrying around; he kept looking at himself in the mirror as he went and got his skin-tight dark...
(Death in the Rockies is a ten-chapter novella, the last chapter of which will be post by the end of the first week in October 2011) I was coming up from a fog; I could hear the buzzing, but I couldn't quite figure out what it was and was struggling with whether I should even care. Where was I and what was I doing when I drifted off? It was dark in the room...