Prologue Regardless of the clues to the contrary, I always thought of myself as straight. I always had a girlfriend. I was a devoutly Catholic boy in a devoutly Catholic family in a devoutly Catholic Missouri town. This is the story of how I figured out I was gay. I was 22. It was a long journey, so be patient. Part One Mid-way through my first year of la...
I blame Jason Reitman. After five years, I had just about managed to get my friends to consider the possibility that frequent business travel does not necessarily equate to a series of one-night stands offering a smorgasbord of sexual delights. Any way I looked at it, it was a little humiliating to have to keep on affirming that I'm essentially a boring per...
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He stares at me with a mixture of pity and disgust in his eyes, and I sneer back at him, my contempt loud and clear. I didn't know it then, but that doorman would one day mean the world to me. ** My name is Peter 'Pinky' Benson. I'm twenty and a half years old, and I'm going to be all alone for the first time in the big city. I'm moving there to attend an...
This story involves acts of both sex and romance between consenting adult males, so if that's not allowed where you live then you should march in the streets. If you enjoy the story, I'd love to hear from you. Thanks for reading. * * * It wasn't the explosion that alarmed him. It was the silence. In the aftermath, as the dust--and metal, and body parts--...
(This story is a spin-off of "Bobby and the Cop" and "Bobby and the Jock". You don't have to read those stories first, but I recommended it.) I stared up at the blue sky and watched the white cumulus clouds slowly drift by. It was eerily silent. Suddenly whistles and voices shouting assaulted my ears. The growing white noise of a crowd hissed in the backg...
As always, we have my little disclaimer. This story is a long erotic tale, not a quick stroke piece. If you're looking for something quick, raunchy and too the point, this probably wont be for you. If you're looking for a romantic love story, I hope you enjoy! As always, there are elements of fantasy in most of my work, and this is no different. I hope you l...
Prologue After high school, I enrolled in Colorado College. I had never experienced freedom before, and I did not handle freedom well. I became an addict, first to sex and then to cocaine. It got so bad, I had to drop out after my third semester and spend forty-five days at The Meadows. When I left The Meadows, I returned home to a summer and fall of manual...
Saturday morning I went about the chore of moving. Like my campus apartment, the basement of the house where I'd be living was fully furnished. It was more one large room than an apartment. The bathroom was in a separate room, but that was all. One corner had a sofa, chair, a table and television. Another corner was a complete kitchen set-up; small, but i...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Jeremy Stanton vs. Ryan Hicks Dedicated to lovekinkysex (#tryingtograntyourwish) Parting! *** Jeremy moaned in his sleep. He was having the most incredibly erotic dream. He was standing under a waterfall with Ryan. Ryan was in his arms, with his arms and legs locked around him as it had been during their kiss i...