(Conclusion) by K. Nitsua. Revised version copyright 2006 by the author. I can't postpone getting up any longer. I haul my body out of bed--for a guy in his mid-forties I'm holding up okay--and get ready for the first class day. It's business as usual this year--three master classes, each with four children and their parents, and two larger groups. No teach...
During the early 1990's, not long after my 18th birthday and high school graduation, I discovered a cruisy restroom at a motel. It was a place where men could go to hook up. There are still some places like this, but the Internet has pretty much made the cruisy restroom a thing of days gone by. This motel was only a few blocks from where I lived. I discove...
I did something bad. It felt good in the moment until I realized how much trouble I could get myself in. I felt fine as I drove home from work and forgot about it completely for the rest of the evening. But when I was in bed that night trying to sleep, that's when it hit me. I just put my job, my career, my entire livelihood on the line for the cheapest of...
The sound of the toilet flushing took my attention away from the soft melody of the music in the background, not quite loud enough for me to recognize the tune, but something for me to try to concentrate on in my nervousness. I had no idea why I had agreed to this, why I was here. It was a studio apartment, but the room was large. There was a living and din...
My first full penetration gay sex experience was with my FORMER gym teacher the summer after graduation. I was 19 and legal...graduated so he was no longer my teacher. Unlike so many gym teachers he was actually fit with broad shoulders teeny waist and a decent look to him. What none of us knew, at least what I didn't know was that he was gay. The first mont...
The sweet taste of wine lingered in my mouth as I worked into the late hours of the night. Grading papers was a bitch. I recently graduated from college, and at the age of 24, I was already teaching high school English in a small town in Oklahoma that I had never even heard of prior to the job offer. I'd been there for a few months already. It was taking a...
BROCK'S FIRST COCK A Story by kreme_filled Brock was sweating so hard he thought he might drown in it. He pulled his shirt up to his drenched face and attempted to wipe what sweat he could from it only to find that it was already drenched from the last time he tried to wipe his face five minutes ago. I know it sounds like the geekiest thing ever, but drum...
Cory found himself often confused by the feelings that he was starting to feel whenever he was around other boys... not just Mr. Peterson. In the locker room before gym he couldn't help but peek at other dick's, wondering what they looked like. On occasion he wondered what would happen if he tried to touch one, but somehow he instinctively knew that if he wa...
Elmer Gantry was drunk. He was lovingly, loquaciously drunk. Or something like that, Alton thought, as he saw the bar still open. Its Christmas lights gleaming and gaudy. Its cardboard Santa in the window emptily haughty. Some cars in the parking lot. The snow falling roundabout. And the night late when the cold wind blew. All the seasons of love, Alton deci...
"Good morning class," I said to my 21 5th grade students. "Good morning Mr. Capra!" They all said back in unison. "Later today we are going to have a special guest talk to you about how drugs and alcohol are bad for you. His name is Officer Haden and I want you to be on your best behavior for him, okay?" "Okay," most of them replied. I had talked to him...