Ch. 2: Orientation The first thing he noticed was the smell. Luke had gotten used to the stale air of the dorms, so when the scent of sweat, beer, and marijuana hit his nose he was jolted out of what had until then been a relaxed, weed-induced sleep. He barely had time to notice that it was 5:00 AM before a hand clapped over his mouth. He started struggl...
It all started when I was looking through Craigslist. In part, I enjoyed laughing at some of the stranger ads, and in part I was looking at a few of the help wanted ads to see if I could pick up a few extra dollars for a vacation I wanted to take. I was perusing the personals section when I saw the ad for a photographic model. I never questioned why the ad...
My cell rang at 5:42pm. I picked it up and noticed that it was Alan. Alan was an older man that I had met at one of the local bookstores and I had been a regular booty call of his. Being twenty-one years younger than him, myself twenty two, he forty three, we fit the bill for each other's needs. I needed an older man that used me like a slutty girl, and he n...
I lay on my back, naked as the day I was born and feeling like a teenager in the presence of the man who knelt above me. We were sweating profusely in spite of the air conditioner's efforts. It was midday on a Tuesday in August and I was on Alan's bed in the timeshare he owned on the Caribbean island called Saint Maarten. Alan was the most experienced guy I...
Herb went to Baltimore's Mount Vernon Stable and Saloon on North Charles Street several blocks up from the inner harbor fairly often for lunch. He didn't go there for the food, although it was good. He went there, first, because he didn't want to see any of his coworkers at Dunstan and Dunstan outside of the nearby office at Franklin and West Liberty and the...
It was 1994. God, I was such a skater. What else could there have been in life? Nirvana, Mossimo, Vans and Eddie Bauer flannels. In Michigan there's shit else to do in a world before internet or cell-phones. Unless, of course, it's winter and the girlfriends are on some class ski trip in Aspen. Then there's nothing but listening to Smashing Pumpkins and be...
I walked into the engineering building for my 8 AM class on Tuesday morning and was met in the main lobby by Sue Martin. She was obviously bubbling over with news she couldn't wait to share with me. She was a close friend of mine and we'd shared a few classes together even though she was a chemical engineering major. "Have you heard the news about Tom Bradd...
A Spit-roasted Turkey on Thanksgiving Even now, as I venture through my forties, I enjoy taking a moment to recall some of the high-points of my sexual life. With the Thanksgiving holiday weekend approaching, I'm reminded of one very special holiday, more than twenty years ago now. My freshman year at college was an eye-opener, to say the least. That first...
Yes, I know that it has been a few years since I last posted. I was busy. I hope, however, that this new story makes up for the delay. It is in a new category for me, gay male instead of gay female like two of my previous submissions. Enjoy! Debbie, er, sexyR2... ***** Today... When the somewhat urgent knocking came to the door, Debbie knew in an inst...
'That was totally awesome' breathes Justin Thyme, smiling up at me. Damn. Why does he have to say 'awesome'? Why 'totally awesome'? He's laid on his back. My balls resting lightly on his forehead. The full length of my drooping cock slanting across his face, tip-tilted on his upturned button-nose, so my urethra is dribbling drool onto his dimpled chin. He'...