Prologue: The Interview The following is based on an interview. It turned out too long for the magazine article but ended as a book. My assignment was to interview an unconventional household: five gay men living, not as roommates, but rather as a romantic, sexual unit. Did this arrangement constitute promiscuity? Must a household of men resemble a frat ho...
5-13-14 The New boy At Work He kept pushing me... Flirting with me... Giving me those sly winks and little comments... And there's only so much a man can take, after all. Of course that went on all of the time. Working where we did... I won't say where... being around the people that we had to deal with day after day... some of them little more than anim...
This little story has been kicking around in my demented skull for a while. I hope you enjoy. Other than the usual gay male practices, there's just a hint of non-consent. Oh, and my apologies to the Moody Blues; same title, certainly not the same theme...or maybe it is... ...and thank you once again, Miss B! ________________________________ Did you ever...
Author's Foreword. For all the fans and readers who have asked for part two, here it is.....finally! Thank you all for following Kenny's saga, and your interest in my stories. And this IS a STORY, containing characters with emotions and feelings. If you only want to read the sex, there isn't any at the start, - so you might as well skip forward............
Standard disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Warning: There are elements of non-consensual sex. The story takes place in Dixon County, South Carolina. Please, don't try to look it up you'll be disappointed, it doesn't exist. If you are desperate, there are enough clues in the story to figure out which county I'm patterning it after. Any similarities with...
I joined the agency two days after I graduated from college. I was heavily recruited for the position having been what my university called a scholar-athlete. What that meant was that I had very high grades in a rigorous academic program while participating in team sports. My 4.0 average in international studies with a minor in linguistics got me noticed by...
This is a bit of a deviation for me. Rather than a longer, slower developing story, this is a series of three short(er) stories. They involve three different men at three different stages of the narrator's life: at 18, at 36, and at 54. As always, I enjoy receiving feedback and suggestions from readers, so please post comments or email me your thoughts on ho...
Chapter One: Paul The guitarist had been playing flamenco rhythms when I joined Ralph Peters, Sean Madden, and Holland Howard at one of the back tables in the Kennedy Center's small KC Jazz Club hall in Washington, D.C. I'd had a few stops to make after our practice of the Gay Men's Chorus of Washington at its P Street rehearsal hall just west of Dupont Cir...
Part One I met Teddy Azinger - "Zinger" to almost everyone who knew him - the first day of my freshman year in high school. Zinger was the BMOC from get go. He looked older than the rest of us, and he had the bluest eyes any of us had ever seen. They were shockingly, almost frighteningly, blue. If I had not known differently, I'd have thought they were fake...
Here it is, the final chapter of House-Sitting With a Homosexual! Yes I know, the actual house-sitting portion of this series ended a long time ago but the name has stuck and what can I say... I enjoy a bit of alliteration in my titles. This was the first series I ever published at Literotica and it's great that I finally get to bring this one to completion....