It was my first week in college. Having grown up in a small, Midwestern town, the first week in college was an immersion therapy in things that my parents and friends had only whispered about. But one thing stuck out. When I walked into my dorm, and saw my RA kissing a man. I had never seen anything like it. I had never been interested in women. I didn't kn...
Our team looked great that first day of rowing practice. All eight of these studly guys rowed in perfect harmony as I barked orders with my bullhorn in the coxswain's seat. We rowed for four hours, took a break for lunch to discuss strategies, and then hit the weight room in the afternoon for a couple hours. In the weight room, we split up into groups to li...
Alex came out with his laptop. He had changed into running shorts and an old t-shirt, probably planning on working out with me in the morning like we often did. He hooked his laptop up to the TV and brought up a file entitled '9 songs'. "There really isn't much of a story line, so I'll just jump to the good parts," said Alex. He immediately went forward to...
I did a double take that I'm sure Rex noticed when I saw him at the back of the group of mourners standing on the other side of Patrick's coffin. It still was suspended on the lift, not yet lowered into the Oak Park cemetery grave. Rex was staring straight at me. He was a tall man, standing a full head over the other mourners, elegantly dressed, as always,...
I was 20 years old, and it was the summer after my junior year of college. I was home for the summer, and looking to make a little money during my last real taste of "freedom" before entering the real world. There weren't a lot of place hiring, but I managed to get a part-time job delivering pizzas for a local pizza place. It wasn't perfect, but it let me ma...
*This is the last short of them before I publish the actual story. It's language in this short that's offensive. Sorry in advance.* * Tonight both me and Tyrell were able to chill together without work. He was watching a show called 'House' and I was reading a book. He had his head on my lap with his hair tied into a high ponytail. Like usual I had on shor...
Part 6: Afternoon Show & Second Night We didn't have long to speculate. We were called down to the basement and told that we were going to have a chance to reveal some of our selves to the other pledges and the frat members. Each of us would get a fill-in-the-blanks script to flesh out and then present to the group from a make-shift stage that had been set...
Epilogue The man had his back turned, watching something intently across the vast expanse of water. The waves crashed against the stony shore, but it didn't look like he minded. He was wearing warm clothes, and the weather, cloudy and bent on nothing good, didn't seem to faze him. Johnny was holding Ruslan's hand in his, and he could feel a small tremble i...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === I scrolled down the pictures of men's underwear filling the screen, trying to locate the Calvin Klein boxer briefs Jake prefers. If I bought him the wrong ones, he'd wear them once and then that would be it. He'd say they were uncomfortable or they chaffed at his thighs or they rode up into...
Doublelist CUMS THRU I`m John and just turned 60 years old, just divorced, and just came out as gay. I`m what some would call your typical late-blooming gay man, who spent 3/4 of his life in denial, always carrying around an itch nothing I did seem to scratch. I`m a 6 ft. tall guy weighing in at 190 lbs. give or take a few. Reasonably fit from an hour a da...