Even though my new roommate was straight, he never had any problem with me being gay. In fact, from the start I think he was intrigued by it. More and more he was hanging out with my gay friends and acting totally comfortable among them, unlike many other straights guys I've known. Brian was a freshman and was assigned as my roommate after my old one dropped...
Chapter 17 ************** Sean's Story XI—The lover or the best friend. ********************************************** It's been two weeks since Stefan was turned by the unknown vampire who had attacked me. These two weeks have been the most turbulent and testing times of my relationships, especially with Evan. Stefan had finally embraced the truth and h...
Read more about a romantic burnout and his hunky jock crush... Thank you for the positive response! * * * * * * I wake up in my bed, tangled in the covers. My tongue is fat from the cottonmouth, so I lean over to my dresser and grab my mug. I always keep water in it because I wake up thirsty. The water tastes like it's from Jesus himself, and I gulp it d...
Not only did Charlene find success at work, but she had also grown fortunate in love. The forty-two-year-old woman had strived to be at the top since the beginning, and now her endeavors proved to be worthwhile. Her illustrious career gave her a chance to strengthen her bliss. Her achievements led her to find not just one boyfriend, but two. She had snagged...
I went to college in the early 70's. I attended a "liberal" midwestern college in a progressive town. The townfolk had decided that marijuana was not worth the hassle of prosecution, so they decided to make it a misdemeanor ... an equivalent of a parking ticket ... subject to a $25 fine. To my knowledge, in the six years that I lived in that town, no-one was...
I had quite a bit of housework to do. There were beer bottles in the living room from when the men visited. I needed to do Chris's laundry, change the sheets, and clean the bathrooms. I had to vacuum the rugs, and mop the kitchen and bathroom floors. Weekends were when I did the windows as well. When the laundry was dry, I had ironing to do. I just ironed my...
It was a warm day in July. Standing along a harborfront near the ferry terminal in a light blue polo shirt, a pair of tan shorts that hugged me just slightly and Birkenstock sandals on my feet, I might have looked like any other twenty-two-year-old gay man waiting for someone on a summer night. I looked out at the Atlantic Ocean and appreciated the vast be...
Less than five months from the time the Master—I no longer could think of and refer to him as the Indian doctor—had initiated me, I had four more-or-less regular sex partners dominating me. I couldn't use the word lover at that point, however. All of them were using me more for their own pleasure and needs than for mutual satisfaction. On Saturday afternoons...
********************************* The world became frigid once more, covered with snow and ice from relentless storms. Cold flakes burned his face, threatening to melt away his white mask, scrape off the clinging lipstick. But no matter how furious the weather became, Sajery sat on the same bench he sat on ten years ago where he first watched his Kichay dan...
It was just a few days before the start of the 2nd semester of my freshman year of college, and I had come back a few days early for what the college called 'Winter Solstice,' a few days of fun classes and parties before the winter semester started. It was a good way to blow off steam and get ready for the long nights of studying ahead. The most popular clas...