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Fishing

by fidofashion on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

"Hey, Mac, you wanna go fishing with us tomorrow?" Hal asked me as we left the office on our way to the parking lot. Tomorrow was Saturday and I didn't have anything to do, and I'd been curious about what went on during Hal's famous fishing trips ever since I'd heard veiled rumors from some of the former invitees, but never anything specific about what act...

Fishing for a Trophy

by dixeenormous on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

My wife and kids were making the annual pilgrimage to visit the in-laws back in Chicago. Two weeks in mid-July in the sweltering windy city – not my idea of summer vacation. Not even a few nights inside the friendly confines watching the Cubs break the hearts of the city could make up for the torture of spending two weeks with Nanny and Pappy. Lucky for me,...

Fishing Trip Ch. 01

by djkappjr on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

My wife came home from work and asked if I wanted to go salmon fishing with her coworker over labor day weekend. She said he had one person that couldn't make it so they had a spot. I didn't know him and was hesitant about going with three guys I didn't know. Later that week her coworker Tom and Ron another that was going, came over for dinner. We drank a...

Fishing Buddies

by blendersocka on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I have this buddy named Joe that I met through an ex girlfriend. We'd both dated the same girl and we met through her and became quick friends. It wasn't long before we started hanging out on a regular basis. Often times, we'd go on fishing trips out to this lake near his place. He knew this trail that led to a little path where you could fish in solitude. W...

Fishing Buddies

by justawritertoo on Sep 4, 2017
Gay Male

I'm an avid fisherman. Although avid might not be strong enough sometimes. Fortunately, my best friend shares my inclination to structure life around the best times and places to fish. He and I have been friends since we were kids and our lives have seemed to follow something of the same course. We went to high school together, then college. He married short...

Fishing with Steve

by Razor0675 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I had an experience a few years ago that I want to share with your readers. A close friend of mine, Steve, and I went fishing at a local lake, it was the middle of the week and there weren't very many people out on the lake. We both love to fish, but we hadn't been fishing together in sometime, so on this particular day, he called me up and wanted to know i...

Fishing Trip Ch. 02

by fantasyhunter2 on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

Ch. 02: The Hot Tub I awoke to the sound and smell of hamburgers sizzling on the stove. Mark was still nestled in the crook of my arm. His soft steady rhythmic breathing was very comforting. I glanced over toward the kitchen and saw that Bob and Greg were happily preparing dinner. It seemed that the knowledge that we were four bi/gay men sharing the house h...

Fishing Trip Ch. 03

by fantasyhunter2 on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

The next morning was filled with the usual last day activities. We had fallen back into being four old friends on a fishing weekend. The beds needed to be stripped. We had a quick breakfast and then cleaned up the kitchen. Greg very carefully stashed the porn DVD's back where we found them. Once the cars were loaded up we had a quick hug. Mark was taking the...

Fishing Trip Ch. 04

by fantasyhunter2 on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

Those first few days alone in my apartment were a big adjustment. In my loneliness I wondered if I had made the right decision. I missed my kids, I missed having someone to talk to, I missed sharing my bed with another warm body, I even missed my wife, but mostly I simply missed companionship. I tried calling Mark on my third night alone. There was no answer...

Fishing Trip

by fantasyhunter2 on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

For almost twenty years I have been going on twice annual trips with a group of guys from my college days. Each spring and fall we rent a remote cabin for a week and go on our fishing trips. Very little fishing gets done any more. These trips have become our getaways from the stress of our high pressure careers and everyday lives. Truth is the trips are more...