At first, I was afraid my extracurricular, penile adventures had been discovered. Warm weather finally made its way to Boston, but more changed than the season. My wife came home from a third extended trip to the Memphis hospital she had been temporarily staffing. She was distant and quiet, and finally broke down in tears in our kitchen. This is it, I thou...
Ch. 01: Mixed drinks and mixed feelings Ryan looked around the crowded room, desperately trying to spot a familiar face in the sea of college kids. He hated going to parties where he didn't know anyone- a pet peeve compounded by the fact that it would be like this for a few weeks. After minutes of searching, he saw only a few people he recognized from his c...
JOHNNY'S STORY: My head was spinning as I slipped beneath the bedspread and sheet in what I knew would be a futile attempt to fall asleep. I lay there in the darkness, my eyes wired open, and blamed the beer for keeping me awake. My boss, Tommy and I had gone to yet another bar, struck out with the girls we met, and retreated to his apartment for beer th...
Coming in Part 21 Doug and Joe return from their honeymoon Aggie surprises Joe and Doug with her 'news' Bryan completes his move-in with Phil Doug has his appointment with Steve Jones Jamie talks his parents into letting Bryan and Phil move in DJ Part 21 Sunday morning, January 21st, Joe and Doug woke up in their hotel room about 8:00 AM. Joe, lookin...
Author's Note: I suppose most of these notes are self-evident, but I include them here to circumvent getting comments about them later. I've read many a story where the comments section has left me scratching my head; it's always a good reminder to me that, just because an author puts something in a story, it doesn't mean (s)he endorses or agrees with it. A...
Dale Vaden stepped out the front door, onto the porch. The overhanging roof shaded him from the gentle rays of the afternoon sun. It was a beautiful, spring day. The temperatures had been hovering in the mid-sixties for the past week. He stretched his back, groaning as his spine popped and realigned. Clearing a house of 40 years accumulation of living was no...
Back in 1966, during the Vietnam War, my college deferment missed the deadline, and I got a draft notice. Damn! I went through the processing center in Salt Lake City and got stamped as "Acceptable." They gave me a date to show up at the bus station for the ride to a new life as a soldier. Damn! When I learned the basic training fort was near the ocean, an...
This is my second stab at writing a gay male story. My hope is that you get enjoyment from reading this, and my wish is that you leave me a comment, along with giving me a vote. This story is fiction, as are all the characters involved. Any similarity of the characters to real people is simply coincidental. Also, all characters are at least 18 years old. An...
All participants are 18 or over. ***** I walked into Vance's apartment building with wary trepidation. The last time I'd been here, my life was completely changed. I was drugged and unconscious in his apartment when the man called Vance tattooed the word CUMSLUT across my forehead. For a while, I had little memory of that night, but I sure had made some...
"You wouldn't be here if I'd never let your useless father get me drunk the night I met him." ~Linda Wilkinson to ten year old son Shane~ * February 5, 2011 Against the singer's privacy inclined nature to personally arrange accommodations absolutely unknown by the media, Rory had talked Taz into staying the night at The Huntington along with his band mate...