We had met a few times at the local coffee shop, friendly hellos while standing in line waiting to place our individual orders. Those hellos had led to discussions of politics, art, standing outside smoking a cigarette, drinking coffee before heading our separate ways for the day. On one such day, rain pouring down from the skies outside, standing in line ag...
Sitting on the boulder, waiting for the stranger to show up, Frost's emotions where a whirlwind. He knew he had done everything right. He had played by the rules completely, done everything asked without question, without complaint. Their relationship had been completely by computer for months, he had sent the pictures that had been asked for, he had done ev...
Sex is a kind of opium for the masses. We are intoxicated yet keenly aware. The solution to every problem is suddenly evident. We blindly leap towards our bliss and our inevitably downfall. "Your ass is so fucking tight." Jim huffed. I replied, "Sorry Sir." Being careful to keep the tone of my voice respectful; without any hint of the apprehension I...
The nurse signaled and moved into the corridor. When the door to the hall was shut and Rich was assured there was someone on the lookout, he rose from the deep, vinyl-upholstered chair where he had been keeping vigil while reading a Gore Vidal novel and moved over to the hospital bed. He looked down at his older partner of the past six years, Miles Trent, a...
Dan and Brian lived upstairs from me. I had lived in the building for about two months when I started running into to them more frequently at the mailboxes in the lobby. The building had more than a few gay men and couples living there. While many of the other guys in the building were playfully flirty (and sometime more earnest than playful) Dan and Brian w...
Author's Note: Hopefully if you're reading this series for the first time you will have noticed on my profile page a note begging you not to read chapter 2B if you were looking for a continuation. If you didn't happen to, I'm sorry. I hope you enjoy the new chapters anyway, as they pick up from the end of chapter 2. Thanks again to Tap04950 for your editin...
A.N: This was originally a story based on the song ‘The Perfect Drug’ by Nine Inch Nails, but I have removed the lyrics for copyright purposes. It’s also part of a series, but is a stand-alone story. As background, you should know that Jack Jay used to work for the CIA but was fired after a terribly accident occurred. I stared out the window, waiting for so...
Part Two: Tasting the New Gravy ------------ "Remember that old story about the founding of Meadowdaleville and the turkeys? It probably wasn't their fault that they got caught up in an event like that. Sometimes, I think you just end up in the wrong place at the wrong time." ~H.R. Fish and chips, honey baked ham topped with succulent pineapple slices,...
We had known each other all our lives, and had experienced enough adventures together to fill a book. Twelve years of school, Little League and building forts, and now that we were out of high school, we were heading our separate ways as we were bound for different colleges. Before Ken left for school, we made a point to spend a last few days together at a...
My thanks to Scouries, who gave me the idea and the impetus to write this story for the Literotica Summer Lovin' Contest. * "Pauletta, you're such a twink," his friend, Leonard told the young gay man one Friday night in June while they were standing at the bar in The Purple Knight, their favorite hangout in San Francisco's Castro District. "I know that,...