I wasn't always attracted to men. In fact, until I was 18, I never felt confused about my sexual orientation. In terms of sex, I was only attracted to girls, especially sexy ones who dressed in provocative and sexy clothes. I was popular with girls, and had lost my virginity when I was 14. Without meaning to be immodest, I was, and am, a very good looking gu...
The Ranchero was a bull-riding bar, complete with sawdust and peanut shells on the floor and a twangy country and western voice singing a "girl done gone up and left me" song assaulted a raucous crowd of men from the rafters. The basement club was set smack dab in the middle of Manhattan, but you'd never know it was there—unless you were a gay male, cruised,...
"Did you find everything you needed, Sir?" Kevin smiled his patient 'holiday shopper' smile, even though underneath he was dying to get the store closed up and get the hell out of here. The man glanced at him rather frankly over his glasses, letting his gaze settle on Kevin's tight, compact little body. Kevin was lean and muscular, with a diamond-hard ass f...
Arriving right at the bathhouse's opening time on Tuesday, the sky dark enough to think that rain would be arriving soon, the entrance was busy. 5 stacked bundles of the latest edition of a free local gay magazine were outside the door. Going in, before I could mention the delivery, a man with a blue t-shirt that read "I like face fucking - ask me" brushed b...
[Note: This is a long introductory setup to a multi-part story. There is *no* explicit sex in this first chapter. If you are looking for quick, hot read, move on. This is not it. Things will heat up in later chapters, I promise. --Cyanlot] Chapter 1: When I Hit the "Change of Life" When Massachusetts became the first state to legalize gay marriage, Todd a...
Fritz and Clint Folsom were sitting on a banquette, teasing each other through the folds and openings of their clothes in the dimly lit club and listening to the fat lady sing. This wasn't the Cologne leather club, Chains, where Fritz was the bouncer, though. As a reward for saving him twice from being fucked to death during that Rhine River cruise, Folsom h...
The French Maid in the Sex Shop It was Sunday morning and I rode the metro into downtown Buffalo in order to visit the sex shops. Although I had a hot session with Glen just yesterday I knew that I could not wait too long before I needed to see him again. When I left his apartment the previous day he had told me to purchase a French maid uniform before comi...
On my trip to Eastern Europe, I stayed 4 days in Budapest, Hungary. I took a train from Krakow, Poland, and found a hostel to stay in at the train station. They had a shuttle. On the shuttle, I met 2 Americans that were also staying there, Phil and Rick. They were pretty geeky, but Phil knew Budapest very well as he's been there before and recommended a ni...
The bathhouse was fairly empty this Wednesday afternoon, a reminder of different rhythms from the past. Following the familiar routine, today with more space to undress than the case lately. The beer was quenchingly cool, and quickly finished. Going upstairs, I walked towards the sling room, noticing a couple of men going different ways than my path. How...
This story is from Gayly Complicated, our collection of stories about the complications of male/male relationships. * * * Klaus The next few seconds were crucial. I had to lock on Victor's wrists at exactly the right instant as he came out of his backward flip off the bar. If I missed, he would hit the hard wooden stage below us. We never used a net; men...