The deep green water swirls as lazily as dreams. The drone of insects vibrating the heavy warmth of the sullen air. Small diamonds of water glisten in among the fine hairs of his bare body as he lies beside me on the gently undulating raft which bobs on the slow tide, tethered by a limp hawser to the tree-branch overhanging us, gifting us drowsing shade. I c...
I was at the allotment looking for Badger. I'd been away for six months on a Uni course and longed to see him again, he was not into modern gadgets so I could not keep in touch and I missed him dreadfully. I could have had a brief affair with another student who like me was studying history but it was the age which deterred me, he was about twenty the same...
Sometime later, I was awakened by Eric pressing on my shoulder. I raised my arms to bring him into bed with me, but he shushed me and said in a low voice, "No, not that. We hear something downstairs. Claude's gone ahead to check it out. He wants us to follow him down. When we got to the first floor, we could see Claude at the back of the house, near a door t...
Fall 2005 A year after Ryan moved out of his mother's house into his own apartment, his father called out of the blue and asked to meet him for the first time since he was a baby. His first reaction was to tell his father to go fuck himself. Ryan didn't blame the guy for leaving Mom, because anyone would have left. Ryan himself had signed the lease for his...
Chapter 01 First Meeting Down a small side street where the glow of the street lamps did not reach, behind a tulip-yellow door, Mrs. Featherwink's doorman, brothel keeper, and sometime procurer, Halden, waited for the bell and admitted gentlemen late from the theaters, music halls, private clubs, drawing room entertainments, and dinners with wives to Mrs....
Coach Hazard, the coach of my university wrestling team, who ran a program of total commitment of players to each other and him—in every way—had told all of the wrestlers that they could come over and use his swimming pool at any time. And I was so sore and strung out after the sessions where I was initiated—totally—into and by the squad that I took him up o...
(more hallucinogenic thoughts of brain on fire, T, my man) * T counted his friends as he went to sleep—fifteen, sixteen, seventeen...and he just hugged himself oodles because he had more friends all over the world than anyone else ever had. And he was gayskee and that was fun because he had always been pops but he had never been pops like he was pops now a...
The ultimate sex experience of my life occurred back when I was twenty-one. I had just graduated from college and had started my first real job. I spent most of my first couple of paychecks on clothes to replenish my stock of tattered rags. On the weekend, my friends and I would go to the bars to dance. One rainy Saturday night in October, the club we ended...
Carl and Mark sat across from one another staring into the campfire. Each lost in his own thoughts, comfortable enough with one another to allow the silence to stretch out as the sun sank slowly over the tree tops. The disappearance of the sun did not take away the oppressive heat of a midsummer night in southern Mississippi. Carl watched sparks jump deep...
This began simple enough but turned into a total fucked up mess with me in the middle and center of attention. Having been married a long time it's easy to become very definitive in your lifestyle. For years my wife would always bug me about tasting my own cum or dining on a cream pie. Weather she blew me and fed it to me or eat her out after I came in her p...