I'd called to a friend's house to lay a carpet and found everything ready which was a good start, the floor was clear and ready for the underlay which went down quite easily on the rectangular floor which measured about fourteen by eighteen feet. My friend Peter helped me carry and drag the new carpet in from the hallway which had a pattern that lined up wi...
There are times and there are people that constitute the pivot-points in life, sudden and dramatic tectonic shifts the course of the rivers of our lives from everything that comes after. I am not unlike you. I'm a queer of a certain age, but I forget that when I am not forced to look in a mirror. When I wake in the night I am the same as I have always been...
Omar and Barry were my neighbors in DC before they moved to California 10 years back. They lived in my building complex and we hit it off immediately after meeting at a mutual friend's dinner party. Barry and I quickly connected over our love of team sports. At nearly 6ft, he was a big man but surprisingly agile on the field. He joined my soccer team. Ba...
Summary: Straight football bully blackmailed and bent over. Thanks to: Tex Beethoven, Robert, thor_p, and Wayne for editing. Bully Stories: Faggot Fucks Me... This faggot deserved all the public humiliation he endured at our hands. I mean the guy dressed constantly in pink, his wrist was so bent he wouldn't be able to catch a basketball if his life dep...
Sixty two year old Wallace Stone wasn't from Saratoga Springs, he was just passing through on business. When after dinner he walked through the park and stopped near the little stage where an angry young man was singing angry songs, mercifully without benefit of amplification. Most of the couple dozen or so folks who were around the performer listening didn...
The sun was shining warmly on my skin that mid-morning as I deeply breathed in the city air from the cobblestoned courtyard of the Supreme Court building. Double shot expresso in one hand, cigarette balanced in the same, my morning recess was its usual perfection. In addition to the blue sky overhead and gentle breeze from a warm summer's morning, I should h...
Chapter 3 The Holiday: Part 1 I was awoken by John who burst into the bedroom noisily. I sat up with a start, disorientated, blinking in the light as John threw open the curtains allowing in the morning sun. "Come on sexy. Rise and shine.............Oh! I see part of you has already risen," he said with a wicked smile. I followed his gaze and with a pang...
What was most maddening was the waiting. Not knowing what would happen and yet, in his gut, knowing exactly what was going to happen. If thirty-year-old hunky West Point grad six-foot-three Captain Joel Campbell was going to report them, he would already have done so. Nineteen-year-old Mike Gutierrez of Cuban ancestry and built low to the ground but of solid...
The next two days went past quickly. Tuesday night Peter told Patrick and Grethe about the meeting with the hospital and their intention to schedule Michael for treatment at the earliest possible moment. This meant several days of testing and checking starting the following Monday. Patrick managed to absent himself physically or mentally whenever Peter start...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Damon Reid vs. Tristan Thomas *** "Ready?" Damon asked quietly. "Yes." Tristan sighed. "Let's go." It was Saturday morning. Damon and his friends were spending the day in Damon's house since it was his turn to host their Saturday morning get-together. He had told Tristan to come join them so he could officiall...