Ryan sighed as he pulled into the driveway. When did things get so hard? He shifted into park and laid his forehead heavily against the steering wheel. It hadn't always been like this; he used to be excited to get home to his wife, to open the door and engage in the ritual of a hug and a kiss and a "how was your day?" Something had changed, lately. He could...
Author's note: This story is very loosely based on a true reminiscence I found posted on the Net. My apologies to the anonymous author of the original whom I cannot acknowledge by name. KN * Years ago, I had a job that kept me on the road a lot. Sometimes I had to share a room. On one trip I went with Ethan, who had been at the company only a few months. W...
Every 4th of July, I travel from my downtown loft to my sister's vacation homes on Thomas Hill Reservoir, an expansive lake in north central Missouri. The lake, which is huge and placid, is virtually unknown. On any given 4th, there are a half dozen or fewer boats on the water, in stark contrast to the more bacchanialian and busier Ozarks two hours to the so...
Second Night in the Park I was so nervous I didn't think I could go through with it, but I followed him deeper into the trees anyway. What are you doing, John? I asked myself. This guy could be crazy -- he could be a fag-basher -- he might beat the crap out of you -- maybe kill you! Why are you doing this? Why don't you go somewhere you can actually see...
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Chapter 97: Light In The Dark "Where Am I?" Adam mumbles as he finds himself on a dark floor. He grunts as he feels weird, light, a little dizzy. "Where... Where was... Where am I?" Pushing his hands onto the solid surface, he slowly gets to his knees, before sitting gradually back on his heels. His tired eyes look around. He is in a dark grey void. There...
The next morning Adam told me that he preferred to say goodbye in the house and left me to make my own way to the helipad. One of the staff had already taken my small bag out to be loaded. Most of the things I had on the island were island clothes that I did not need to take back home. Just as I reached the front door, Alicia’s mother came running up to m...
A tale about Jimmy, a teenager in West Albany, New York circa 1977... **** After barely graduating high school in 1977, I was finally beginning to learn why paying attention in school might have been a good idea, because I had been unable to gain admittance to either of the 2 local community colleges because of my poor grades. That was embarrassing, espec...
Shawn strapped on his gear and prepared himself for another patrol in one of the most dangerous cities in the United States. Standing a whopping 6'5" and weighing a chiseled 275 pounds, citizens and hoodlums alike all new Shawn very well. On the mean streets, his nickname was "Big Jack." Even his fellow officers looked up to him as well. When they got a roug...
I looked at the time and said, "DAMN", and felt a slight panic. I hurriedly pulled on my gym shorts and shoes and dashed out the front door. How did it get so late? I wondered. One minute I'm reading gay stories on 'Literotica' and suddenly it is two-hours later! I walked quickly to 'Boner Park'. That wasn't the parks real name, I forget now what it is ca...