Authored by Thomas Stevenson and Southern Suitor. ***** "Are those new shoes?" It was the man Tommy always noticed at the bus stop. The one who always had his tie in an immaculate double windsor, a gleaming fist of silk around his neck, sharp lapels and waistcoat, crisp French cuffs and cufflinks with gleaming patent leather shoes like angular black mirror...
"Now John. When I say 'wake'." Jack says as he gets close, "You are going to confess to me that not only are you a straight, married man like you always have been. But you will also believe you are in devastating love with my genitals." "Yes Jack..." "Right then." Jack takes a step back and snaps his fingers "Wake!" SNAP! Jack blinks awake and glances do...
Ethan got an email he couldn't refuse. Then he got an offer he couldn't refuse. Ethan and Cameron had fallen into bed some time on Friday night. They didn't emerge from there for many reasons. Between sessions of mind blowing sex they talked about the past. They brought snacks back to bed and fed each other like a bad romantic movie. Cameron shut Ethan's...
It was a perfect ass, everything an ass should be. High, tight, round, plump, it pushed out the worn denim that clung to it, a faded seam disappearing between the luscious mounds. Looking at it, all I could think of was the phrase a half-forgotten bar acquaintance from my long ago partying days used whenever he was faced with such a work of art, "I bet that...
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We bounced up the rutted road in Jarod's old battered pick-up truck until we reached the top of the hill. It was windy and cool but the sky was as blue as glass and brightly colored leaves cascaded down around us. "Get ready," he said when we reached the top of the hill and drove between two gigantic oak trees. The trees opened up into a huge field, flat a...
The sole of Will's gleaming patent dress shoes crunched on some discarded condom wrappers in the parking lot. The elegantly dressed young pre-law student checked the message he got from that daddy last night. This had to be it, right? The best and oldest cruising stop in the area? A run-down truck stop with a busted sign, dingy yellow lights, with one or two...
James got up from his place at the quaint café down the street from his apartment. Shrugging into his jacket, he waved to the young guy behind the counter and left his half full coffee cup on the table. The air outside the small café was chill but not unpleasant and James sucked in a deep breath that felt sharp entering his lungs. He hadn't been out without...
The sun was slipping behind the western horizon when two figures, one in a jeans jacket, the other in a black leather jacket in a motorcycle cut, stepped out of JR's. The bar and grill, located in the same building as a former gay nightclub, was not usually where Chris got picked up by anyone, much less a customer. He'd merely stopped in for a good meal and...
Time stands still in the dark, and a nightclub is no exception. Still, it's far glitzier than the average cruising spot. In a nightclub, you can find men looking their best, dancing, sweating, sometimes nearly getting it on right on the dance floor. It's a great hangout for twinks in glitter, though effeminate men were never my type. I had been married to...