Chapter One I'll never forget the first day I met him. I thought I had lost my mind. I was talking to a man I didn't even know; a man that was also married and on his honeymoon in Las Vegas. I lived in New York City and he was being all suave and charming, asking me to fly out to see him. Despite the fact that I knew it was wrong to even consider seeing a m...
"Hey, look at that," Ronda nudged Jerry. "I told you we could set the clock by him." The bank's loan officer and new accounts clerk, whose desks were set side by side in the bank branch's lobby, were leaning into each other and marking the rapid progress of the senior teller to the exit door. Kevin Radcliff had stepped out from behind the bank counter preci...
My name is Ashley. I just turned 30. This is my story of my life from age 28. I first met Steven in a gay bathhouse. I was exploring my bisexual side and had recently lost my anal virginity (painfully!) and given my first few blowjobs. I had started with giving simple hand jobs to other guys and eventually progressed in man to man experience. I soon found o...
This visit had me oddly amused after a couple of mainly fruitless hours, when yet another man simply remained utterly passive after making him hard. No sounds, no motions, no interaction at all - this had been the pattern over and over again today. I was horny, but this was not the style that interested me in the least. Having anonymous sex with men is thril...
Chapter 14: In Plain Sight Rob had practice every morning starting the day after Christmas. The state championship match would be held at the University of Richmond on New Year's Day. My parents surprised us by saying they wanted to come to the game to support Rob. Rob was touched and happily gave them hugs upon hearing the news. Three days before the cha...
Dinner was done. Evening's shadows crept along the backyard, prefacing the darkness of night. Nothing stirred in the grass, and the birdbath was vacant, its former occupants gone to roost. Marshall had decided to grill—thick pork chops he'd seasoned with a little salt and pepper. And a touch of cayenne, for a little extra kick. He'd learned everything he k...
It was my first summer out of college and I was really struggling to find a job. I was only just 18 and was supposed to spend my weekends partying with all my friends. But no job meant no money. Still, it wasn't all bad. As an 18 year old with a taste for older men, I could usually rely on a generous man to buy me a drink or two on a Friday night down at the...
As I lay there on the bunk, the world a distant thing, I felt the sting of tears in my eyes as I stared at the wall beside me. Sometimes, when it was quiet, like now, and dark, I could still see it before me: the court room, the judge with his wig staring down at me with hatred in his eyes, the guards glaring at me and placing a hand near their batons, the...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Damon Reid vs. Tristan Thomas *** The next time Damon saw Tristan, it was at a meeting in his office. Four days after their last encounter. And it was all he could do not to draw him into his arms and damn the consequence. There were bags under his eyes and he had lost weight but he still looked sexy as hell. Dre...
I left Simon’s house in a mixture of shock, remorse, and despair. I made it about two blocks before the images of his scars and the nightmare flashes of him lying on the gym floor, covered in blood, had me on my knees, retching. I had thought it was just a nightmare, brought on by my guilt over not being able to accept that I was gay. I thought the nightmare...