It seems I have more time than I thought. Greg just called. He is running late and won't be in for several more hours. At least I got a clear indication that he is having the same thoughts I am about what we will be doing this weekend. But now the anticipating is killing me. It is also bringing back more old memories. As long as I have to wait, I figure shar...
It was a great marina but the piers were ungodly long. The boat I was looking for was a forty-three foot sport fisherman and the dock master told me I would find it at the end of this pier. I had met the owner on line and he was halfway expecting me to come and visit him today. He had told me he had been having some dreams of having a gay experience and was...
The big king sized hotel bed shook and I glanced at the clock on the night stand. It was after two and I had to get up for a seminar in four hours. I'd left her in the hotel bar downstairs almost four hours earlier and at the time she was standing next to a group of five young men who all looked to be half her age. "Did you have fun?" I asked as my wife cli...
I sat in my office, looking out the window at the cloudy Seattle sky. I tried to get comfortable, kicking up my legs, to scratch my balls before my next patient. The shitty Northwestern day was cold enough to warrant a jacket over my usual uniform of a white t-shirt and navy blue slacks. "Uniform," I muttered. The word made me chuckle. I would have been happ...
Chapter Twenty - Keeping It Real What would they talk about? Aidan was dragging his feet a little as he walked from the car to the door. He knocked and waited patiently. In the silence of the evening, he could almost hear his heart beating fast. Nervously, he wiped his palms and smoothed down his suit in the process. He had a mind to turn on his heels and r...
I returned to school with mixed feelings. My time with Donna had been great. Sharing intimate information with Doug was very special. I knew that I would miss them both. However, getting back to Kyle and starting our cohabitation was exciting. But there was more to returning to school than just a new living arrangement and an exciting love affair. Though I h...
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I went to college at a small liberal arts college in New England. In high school I was a cross between a jock and an art geek. About 5'11" with sandy blond hair, I played on the soccer and Frisbee teams while spending the rest of my time painting and drawing. Going to a small college let me pursue all of my passions. I signed up for the frisbee and soccer t...
So I had a friend named Reshawn in college who also had a serious obsession with poker. We played obsessively, convincing our friends to join us for a game in our dorm whenever we could. When we couldn't get a game in person, we would play online, share stories over IM, and sometimes trade money on the various sites. One day Reshawn had asked to play on my...
Chapter 7: Photos Jamal grinned and chuckled, ogling the handful of pictures he had in his hand. Adam came in through the front door, hanging his motorbike keys onto the hook, before coming in to turn on the PS3. "Checking out the pictures again? What's that, like, the 30th time?" Jamal laughed as he looked over the pictures; knowing Jamal, Adam felt bette...