Trent Baker made sure no one was watching before he stepped out of the sunny fall afternoon and into the public restroom in the corner of Shady Grove Park. The cement structure, situated behind a concealing copse of elm trees out of the way of the more heavily trafficked areas of the park, was dimly lit compared to the perfect outside weather. It smelled fai...
It has been a long time since poor old Badger died on me. Those who read my exploits with Badger may recall my sweet memories of our special relationship. There can be no one to match Badger. He was quite old yes but I do like older guys, and Badger proved that to me, even if I was a little wary at first; when he prompted me to go into his allotment shed- s...
It all began when I was hitching through rural North Carolina back in the early 1970s. I was a young, tight feminine looking man. Light brown hair and long legs. My eyelashes are naturally long and people have said I have eyes like a girl. I was in the navy and that particular day I was wearing my uniform as we did in those days while on liberty. I watched...
Albert was the caretaker of the house full of flats where I was living. He was a big, burly, hairy man; not a great intellect or conversationalist, just an ordinary middle-aged working class guy who presumably got his little apartment free or reduced in return for collecting the rent and doing work on the property. I had been having a bad time with depressi...
This is a true story, I was 18 at the time it happened. I was in my final year of high school and a few short months away from graduating. I was of a slighter, skinny build, (5'9 and 140 lbs) but got some attention from the girls, so I take the assumption that I am good looking. Anyways I had good grades and was a good student. I was in English class one m...
The summer of 1976 was especially hot. It was late August and I was studying in the library at college but found it impossible to concentrate. Every time I looked out of the window I could see carefree people in the quad, laughing, enjoying life, making the most of the wonderful, warm weather. I felt left behind, stuck in this mausoleum reading but not takin...
I passed by the old façade several times a week. The old neon sign reading "Paris Cinema" above the old marquis that simply had the word "Adonis". No movie name, just that one single word to let people know (the right people) what was going on inside. I had never been inside but I knew. It had two theatres inside. One showed straight porn the other, in wha...
I'd struck out again. It was Friday night and after happy hour with some friends from work, I'd gone to a local club in search of hooking up with a cutie. As had become my fate lately, I had no takers and was gonna be left to feed the hog alone again. I'm a decent looking guy, with a good job, and what I'd always considered to be an OK personality, but my lu...
All characters in this playful fiction are above the age of consent... ***** Sex was the only game in town... 'Everyone has sex. Yet everyone wants sex. That's the conundrum,' says Roly. 'All I do is provide a space for that interaction to take place. Nothing more.' No future. This far into the 1980s, I'm nineteen - straight outta high school with no qua...
I was on assignment in the forest in the dead of winter taking pictures of trees. The snow was really coming down as I tinkered with my camera on its tripod until I thought I heard something. I look around, the falling snow really obstructing my vision, I couldn't make anything out. Then I saw him, over by my supplies. It looked like a huge, wild beast at f...