The heat could be unbearable at times, the delta of Vietnam was like a natural sauna. It would rain almost every day during the summer, keeping everything lush but the humidity was almost 100% without the rain. The mud was always there, red, sticky and everywhere. The vegetation was like nothing we had ever seen before, tall, cutting and scary. It smelled, a...
Something weird happened last night and I am very conflicted about it. I've been traveling across the country with my band and we've been crashing in people's houses along the way. They're small shows, we're barely breaking even financially and if we can keep that up it will be a huge success. Our fan base is growing so that's cool. Sadly there are not a lot...
Note: Chad and I must face our swim coach after he saw us having sex in the showers. You do not need to have read the first installment for this story. * Just as Chad and I were about to leave the locker room, holding hands, we heard our swim coach call us back saying he saw our whole sex display. I looked deeply into Chad's brown eyes to see a look of ap...
"Here let me tie that." Nathan said as he took the tie out of my hands. "I must be nervous." I grinned meekly at him. "I am too." Nathan returned. "It's hard to believe that only this morning we were buck naked for all to see, then you got the blow job from the Mayor and now here we are getting to have dinner with the President." I stumbled hardly stoppin...
Author's notes: Thanks to all that have sent me anonymous and public feedback about this series. I like to know whether what I'm writing rings true and what people really think. * I spent the night being woken every hour by torchlight in my eyes, as Neill checked to see if my pupils dilated evenly, to ensure I didn't have a brain injury. At 4 a.m., we deci...
This story contains femdom, gay conversion, extreme humiliation, BDSM aspects, mind fucking and frankly, is fairly extreme. If you enjoy it, please check out Power Trip, by wally_west, who inspired this story. Comments, ideas and feedback are welcomed. ***** She watched his morning jerk off ritual. She imagined that with what she had put him through so far...
"You're gay, aren't you?" It wasn't a question; it was a matter-of-fact statement. I wasn't sure what to say, so I answered with a question: "Are you?" "I asked you first," Art replied. He grinned at me, as if he knew. For as long as I have known him, he was incredibly perceptive. I sat on the couch opposite him admiring his beauty. He was fairly tall...
-Noah and Navid [nah-VEED] visit Santa Barbara for the weekend. ***** "No you can't throw this out! This one is my favorite! What else is in here?" I grabbed for the white tank top he had carelessly placed in a bag of clothes to donate. "Why not? They are old clothes and this one has a hole in the stitching on the side," Navid took the shirt from me and...
Chapter 8: In a Grain of Sand The ride home gave me far too much time to think. About Sid and Alan. About boinking. I started to fret. What will finally happen when we get home? Will I chicken out? Can something that big fit into such as small hole? Even worse-- what if Sid changed his mind? Gravel crunching under the tires of Alan's Olds told me we'r...
After graduating, I took on a position as an instructor's aid during my graduate studies year. I was amazed at how many young students not only sought out my assistance, but several even sought out my bed. One of these young men was Japanese-born Kyoshi Yuzuki. Kyo, as he liked to be called, was a very flamboyant young gay man and flaunted it quite openly. I...