I just didn't feel like working that afternoon, so around lunchtime I started complaining about a stomach- ache and said I was going home to bed. There were three other pharmacists in the store that day, so I figured they could do without me. I was driving down the Federal Highway when I passed the mall and saw the foreign movie theatre had a Japanese pictur...
It brought it all back to me but I never guessed anything like this would happen. Anyway you may have read Carl's first hand account of being caught with his pants down. Yea and that's an understatement. Anyway it was two years since I went on that biking holiday with Bobby and I had almost given up ever being able to fulfil what began that evening in the y...
This story takes place in a rural area in upstate New York in 1985. ... Chapter One: Unexpected. This wasn't what I was expecting to be doing today. That thought raced through my mind as I knelt in front of the young man who was resting back on my living room couch; a lad who had lived about a half mile down the road from us for his entire life, which wou...
I had just got back from work on a Friday. Brandon was already back at our apartment. He hugged me once I walked in. Since we're just room mates, I wasn't comfortable with it at first, but over time I got used to it. It's not much of a big deal for me anymore. It's sort of the kind of guy he is. We got along pretty well and had been living together for about...
After the other night with his wife I wasn't sure whether I expected Jack to show up at the bar or not. But there he was, just like he was every Thursday after the closing bell on Wall Street. And there I was too. Sitting at the bar, in my usual spot, nursing my drink and saving him a seat next to me. He sat down just as he always did. "Marc," he asked wit...
When I started chatting with and mailing letters and stories to him, it was just fun sexy electronic play. We talked about everything. Most of the time it was real hot and we’d both cum to the stories and chats. Then after about three months of this we began making suggestions to meet each other. I live and work in Long Beach. Jerry lives in Cleveland....
September, 1969 Big Man on Campus It had been a fabulous summer, and the amazing experience of having my first real lover still had my mind reeling. Alexander 's abrupt departure left me anxious to be moving on myself. I had no idea how to process the idea that I was a fucking queer, not completely, anyway. I jus knew that the sex had been fabulous and I w...
After weeks of clear blue skies and hot days, the weather turned on Thursday. The motorcycle has been laid up for weeks (a minor incident months ago snowballing into weeks waiting for parts, and discovering wet clutches have fascinating differences with dry ones). But on cold wet days, not having to deal with rain clothes when visiting the bathhouse is not a...
(Author's note: This is not a true story, but it easily could have been if I'd been bolder. Here's how it might have gone if I had been…) I live in what you might call a semi-suburban area. It is pretty well built up with various subdivisions, but it is unincorporated. That means we are beyond the reach of a city sewer system, so we have to depend on a sept...
When I awoke the next morning the clock showed 8:23. Mike was lying next to me with his head propped up on his right hand, carefully studying me. His expression was anxious. "Morning, Matt," he said with a grin. It took me a minute to get my bearings. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and felt his hand wrap around my morning hard-on. "Hey, Mike," I finally...