I've decided after talking to a friend that its time I put a few thoughts down in writing, and share them. After all, what harm can it do? I've found retelling this story has rekindled a lot of memories and feelings, that I thought I'd left in the past. This is a true story about how I found myself, and how my best friend and I found each other. *****...
The sun felt good on Don's suit and tie. The breeze tussled his well trimmed hair which fell back into place thanks to his hair spray. Smelling the fresh cut grass and the blossomed flowers he pleasantly gazed about the well kept city square. Charismatically he smiled at other walkers whether dressed casual, or in business attire. City traffic noises were ca...
Authors note: The idea for this story came when I was writing A New Life and it features characters from that and a one scene in particular that was key to how this gets going. You don't need to have read the first story to get this one though. It's also done from two perspectives, because I like knowing both sides of any story. This one is less of a slow b...
I was running late. Breathless, I nearly ran to class. Did I really sign up for this? I couldn't believe that I actually went through with it. I had been planning on taking a sketching course that would include nudes for a very long time. Although not a great artist, I have done some good work, especially in my younger years. I figured that I would have the...
Mornings with Gil typically went like this: First, well, Gil's alarm would go off, and Barnaby would wake up with the sinking realization that he'd fallen asleep on top of him again. He'd be apologizing before the man was completely coherent, so the first thing to come out of Gil's mouth would be "It's fine", "Don't worry about it", or "How did you sleep?"...
--- Darren I wanted to laugh when the car flashed at us in the carpark, but I didn't. He couldn't afford his rent, but he did have an expensive car? Of course. What did I say about that 'bad boy' vibe? It had a backseat, but no back doors. Amelia folded the passenger seat and clambered in, making the suspension bounce when she heartily sat down. She grinn...
Hi all, I'm Jack, a 19 year old guy and I want to share my story of how a girl turned me bi and probably gay. So it all started at the end of our summer break. The last week had started and the new school-year was almost upon us once more. I had tonnes of essays and book reports due the first week. But, being me, I haven't started yet on any of that. Now w...
The story started off innocently enough, or maybe not so innocently. My story is not complicated, I am a guy who craves servicing really well hung guys. Long, thick cocks...ones that hang and sway when flaccid and draw admiration when hard and proud. A local internet bulletin board makes it very easy to seek this kind of talent, posting an ad for mutual blow...
My wife had left for the office but I decided to stay home that day as I was sick and tired of working and needed some time to myself. After grabbing a cup of coffee, I flipped on the TV and powered up the PC to check my morning mail. After rifling thru the usual spam and bullshit messages from friends and relatives, I decided to check some of my favorite ad...
Bourbon Street located at 4612 Park Blvd. is a place that I have been to a few times since coming of age. The bar on University Heights neighborhood opens at 4 pm and remains open until 2 in the morning. Pool table, strippers, patio and videos provide entertainment. On a cool Wednesday evening just before 8 I walked inside. There was a fairly large crowd of...