THE DISCOVERY Chuck Johnson got home earlier than expected that Saturday morning as his golf game was rained out before they finished 9 holes. They hung around in the clubhouse but the rain didn't let up and then the golf course was closed. His buddy Ben dropped him off at his house and he went inside to fix a Bloody Mary himself. He then planned to sit on...
There are guys like me out there for Bonila145 I'd been late all day -- late for morning chow, in the latrine too long, and late for Physical Training on the afterdeck. All I heard, hour after hour, was screaming from the sergeants. How I ended up in the Army, I'd never know. At only 5'2", I thought I was too short for the draft, but in 1942, the physica...
Friday, 25th June, 1999 - London SIMON “Shambles? Whaddaya mean, a shambles?” Simon Hathaway had to shout in order to be heard above the sound of running water as he showered away the last vestiges of sleep. His young lover, Thom Woodford, had been reading aloud from a selection of newspaper reviews carrying varied accounts of Whipsnade’s Oxford Apollo s...
Business Escape Part 5 Unfinished Business As I arrived home from my lunch with Morgan, I was truly exhausted knowing our fling had officially evolved into more. I knew-well what this was converting into, which was something I promised myself I never would do to my family, or even myself. As I began to shift into a guilt, empathetic stance for my family,...
A stiff breeze had picked up when Sam finished unpacking his bags and tools. He took a deep breath in, inhaling and savoring the scent of the salty, spicy air of the northern BC coastline. He'd arrived the previous morning from Vancouver after a winter and early spring spent teaching engineering classes. Classrooms had never been his thing, really—he preferr...
Sunlight played peekaboo through the blinds and woke Benji from the best sleep he'd ever known. He opened his eyes and breathed deeply. His eyes adjusted to the bright light and he looked around the strange bedroom he found himself in. He noticed a fuzzy pink sweater draped over the back of a chair in the corner of the room. There was also a pair of yello...
Dakota cranes his neck to see Evan grinning, smiling back at him as he trudges through the doors that lead to the second floor of the gay bar. The crowd is still sparse until he reaches the bottom of the stairs, the two twink dancers still moving rhythmically and collecting tips. He quickly looks away. The last thing he needs right now is for his boyfriend t...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** "Yeah, sure, man, you're just mad you can't jump like me," Mark said as his bike bounded over some roots ahead of me. I wheeled around them and skidded to a stop. "I just don't want to," I grumbled, wiping sweat from my forehead. Mark stopped easily and shot me a grin. "Y...
UNDERWEAR - The Second and Concluding Part. (The following material is the sole property of Sadie and Josh Rose and any unauthorised use thereof will bring on a hefty kick in the wallet from our lawyers and - when we catch you - a whack in the nuts from us, for good measure! You have been warned.) MANCHESTER.... ENGLAND Back at the house, in a bathrobe,...
Authored by Thomas Stevenson and Southern Suitor. ***** "Are those new shoes?" It was the man Tommy always noticed at the bus stop. The one who always had his tie in an immaculate double windsor, a gleaming fist of silk around his neck, sharp lapels and waistcoat, crisp French cuffs and cufflinks with gleaming patent leather shoes like angular black mirror...