***This is part 1 of 2, it it's the beginning and has some action, but less than part 2. So if you're looking to get straight to the action, skip this and go to part 2. * Continuing from the first story: Jim and I had chatted over email and off and on and decided to try and meet up again while we were both still in town. He said his wife would be out with...
It was Saturday afternoon at the end of a long week of retail. I manage an upscale wine shop in an urban residential neighborhood. Many of the customers with whom I deal are gay and, to tell the truth, you couldn't ask for a nicer group of people to sell wine to. The kind of "eat, drink, and be merry" feeling in the gay community is certainly not a bad phi...
After a long week at work, I sped home to pack and get ready for my trip. Bill and I were going hiking and camping in the mountains about an hour from our house. I had already packed the night before and was just getting the last minute details squared away before we left. I went into the house through the garage and grabbed a beer as I passed the fridge....
"Learning the Ropes at 29" 8====> I slid the empty glass across the smooth surface of the bar top. "Another double gin, lemon, and seven please, David." I spun on the stool and cockily leaned back against the bar rail; paying more attention to who was coming thru the front door of the Strawberry Hut, than I was hearing the bartender half ask 'Tall glass ag...
One evening at 7:00 pm, about two weeks after I moved into my new apartment, I was hanging paintings in my apartment on the living room wall. I had drilled the holes, but had to use a tack hammer to drive them in. I heard the doorbell ring and I opened the door. It was my neighbor, Matthew, 6', muscular, plainly good looking who often wears sweatpants with...
I was sitting on the couch in the first room of my favorite gay booth store when five very hot Latino men came in. They were all wearing tight jeans and tight v-neck t-shirts with neck chains. They all looked at me and the last one winked at me. I knew I definitely had to do whatever it took to suck them off. I got up and saw them go into the back right bo...
'You mustn't be sad.' Rory said these words to me in that strangely soft drawl of his; the one that came only when he was comforting me. It sounded kind of like something that floated out of an old Merchant and Ivory movie. He ran his hand soothingly along the back of my bowed head and settled himself on the wing of an overstuffed armchair in my family sitt...
Chapter 1 The ad was for a studio apartment on Lincoln in Venice Beach. Even a studio was expensive, especially close to the beach, but Dean really wanted the place. It was close to work, and he could work out with muscle dudes on the boardwalk. It was perfect, but it was out of his price range. He had to make it work. Maybe he could find a roommate, alth...
College is a time for experimentation. That was what Matt had told himself when he took the first hit off the bong with his new roommate, John. Matt was new to the dorms on campus, having been a commuter student the previous year. He had saved up enough money working over the summer to finally afford housing. Matt had always been shy. He quickly learned Jo...
This story has some non-consent appearing here and there: If you don't like such things, please don't read. Other than that, enjoy! -Rinique ************************* They howled even though they hadn't shifted forms, the sound sharp and frightening, raising hairs on the back of his neck. Leaping over a decaying log, covered in moss and mushrooms, Damien...