Ron and Gary had had the Fuckmobile for about 3 months and it had become a regular thing to go cruising in it on the weekend, looking for stray dick. This Sunday morning, however, was different. Gary was under the weather and refused to get out of bed. "You two go without me." he told us. "If I miss anything that great, take a picture!" So, Ron and I hit t...
I had a slightly lesser chance of being arrested dressed in female clothing than I did leaving the hotel completely naked. I remove the clothes and started getting dressed. Black garter belt and black fish net stockings. Black bra that had padding in it. As I was pulling up the black mini skirt, Mr. R said "stop, take it off." I let the skirt drop to the fl...
I've been single for a while. A sixty something six foot, hundred and ninety pound gay man with salt and pepper hair, a good job, and a modest paid for suburban home in a small Southern Ontario city. I'm too old for the bar scene. The music is too loud. The pretty boys aren't interested in an old fart, and I'm not interested in an unshaven, pot belly leathe...
It was early March 2020 and the Covid virus had made it's way to the UK. The Government started issuing orders for people to work from home, and stay home as much as possible. They told pubs, restaurants, clubs or anywhere people gathered, to close. My step-son Scott was living with me since his return from University and then was made redundant from the pub...
This is a fictional story about a young adult who joins a Master's Swim team full of older men. ******************* Chapter XI - The End of Summer The feeling hit John like a punch to the gut, sending a shock through his whole system. His lungs skipped a breath. He knew their parting was coming—he had known for weeks their time was limited—but it wasn't u...
Benjamin took the blanket with him as James drove them both back to the Wendell residence. As Ben stared out of the passenger side window, blue eyes swollen and listless against cutting white streetlights in the early sunset, James felt as cruel and ancient as ever behind the wheel of his spotless luxury vehicle. Keeping his eyes on the road was tough, as hi...
[This story is set in England in the last quarter of the twentieth century, before cellphones and the Internet, before GPS and WiFi, and before our present social acceptance of homosexuality, before AIDS, before IVF, before surrogacy. A certain well-known female politician was British Prime Minister, but politics do not figure at all in this romantic, rather...
Chapter One Life without Luke The most wonderful day of my life occurred in August of my second year at Buckingham College, in the University of Camford. It was the day that my boyfriend Luke agreed to become my life partner. I had fallen in love with him the minute I first met him almost two years before, when we were freshmen sharing a room in college. H...
[Ch. 01 should be read first] Chapter 31 Easter vacation Since grandmother Singleton was now pretty elderly, we always stayed in a hotel when we visited her in Nice at Easter. We did not think that I had known my boyfriend long enough to introduce him to her, so there was nothing very novel about our visit that year. I did of course tell her about my...
Over breakfast, while my Uncle Rob was describing the sight that had greeted him when he'd opened our bedroom door that morning, he said the first thing that struck him was the snarl on my face. "The snarl?" Marcus had asked. "Don't you mean smirk?" "No, Shane was definitely snarling," Uncle Rob chuckled over at us, pouring some milk on his cornflakes. "Ey...