Dom and Sandro Pt 01 [This story continues the saga of three gay couples, David and Jon Singleton-Scarborough, Tom Appleton and Luke Singleton-Scarborough, and Dom Overton and Sandro Mascagnoli. All the characters in the story are imaginary, although some of the main characters are models of the sort of person that I would like to be. Some places and inst...
Another business trip, another lonely dinner on the road finished, I left the diner and had just started my car when the passenger side door was flung open and I found myself looking into the face of a young fellow with a gash on his forehead. "Please help me," he said, "those guys are trying to kill me!" I looked behind me and saw two rugged looking guys...
Epilogue -- Christmas Eve Eve Molly Jones thoughtfully sipped her wine as she leaned against the kitchen counter. Indiana was all over the kitchen preparing their evening meal. He said it was just a simple Mexican soup recipe one of his roommates had taught him, but it looked delicious—whole chicken pieces with hearty chunks of potatoes, carrots, zucchini,...
Please consider sending some positive feedback. I'm amazed how few out of the thousands that read these stories either vote or comment. Thanks! And, if there just happens to be an Asian male reader, I'd especially love your thoughts! ------------------------------------- Surprisingly, I didn't see Tan for a few days and I was in agony because of it. I had...
Author's note: After a near-fatal hard-drive incident I was backing up some old files when I came across this. Somewhat to my surprise, this was abandoned in a nearly-finished state and then forgotten about. I mostly just had to spruce it up a little and give it an edit. I'm not sure that at this point, eight years (!) later, there's anyone looking for a con...
If you have been waiting for the sex to happen, this episode will make you happy, but make sure that you have read Parts 01 and 02 first. ***** Chapter Twenty-one Martin gets an unexpected offer Now that Martin was a research student, he was no longer confined to university terms: indeed he was expected to work at his studies for 46 weeks of the year, an...
When I think of dirty old men, I think of Ike Thomas and when I think about Ike I get a hard on that won’t quit. Sixty years ago,I worked in what was once my Grandfather’s Greenhouses. Gramps had died a year earlier and Grandma, now in her seventies had been forced to sell to the competition. I got a job with the new owners and mostly worked the range by m...
(sound of boots on gritty pavement) You look worried. Don't be. Yeah, I'm queer enough for ya. You look nice. How old are you? Really. You look younger. (laughter) Well, I still ain't breakin' the law. The temptation's there, know what I mean? How much? I can swing a hundred. Yep. My wedding ring. Nope, not divorced. Not divorced. Don't want to get divo...
Thomas didn't know if what he was about to attempt would work or not. What he did know was that one way or another he'd either still have a best friend and a night of gay sex or neither. Thomas at five feet eleven inches and a hundred and seventy pounds quiet athletic who ran daily and was an avid soccer player didn't consider himself gay. He knew he was st...
"Look, honey," proclaimed Kamron as he held a mirror in front of his client. "I like it," she declared with a smile. "How much," she asked. "Fifty-five," the five-foot-nine-inch big booty effeminate hairdresser replied. "Alright," she said digging through her purse. "Oh damn. I left my billfold in my other purse. Do you mind if I get Tavares to drop it of...