For two summers in between college, I worked at the VL local headquarters, running their endless errands: out to procure office supplies, out to procure sports and recreation paraphernalia, and out for bar supplies. I come from a pretty liberal and pacifistic family, so I was surprised when I got the job, but they seemed friendly and generally disinterested...
My first homosexual experience was eye opening, as it showed me a whole other side of my sexuality that had been previously left unattended. Although I continued to enjoy sex with women, I found that I still was curious about the pleasures of the homosexual lifestyle, and was more open to discreetly meeting new men. This is the story of my next gay experienc...
Judge Thomas Oakley slowed the car as he crossed Martin Luther Key Street on St. Catherine where it turned into Jefferson. He often slowed down here, in passing the King's Tavern Lounge—although he'd never gotten up the gumption to go in there. It was too close to home and he was too well known. When he wanted that scene, he didn't go anywhere here in Natche...
A stone had hit my windshield and left a small crack in it. I called my insurance company to get it fixed and they said that I could either take it to a local facility or a technician could come to my home and repair it. Opting for the easiest way to get it fixed, I made an appointment for the tech to come to my home and repair it on site. It was set up for...
Note: All sexually involved characters in this story are Eighteen years of age or older. There is a young, gay boy, 15 year old Fernando, whose father has kicked him out (which happens way too often in real life) and CPS (Child Protective Services) have placed him with foster parents, a married straight couple. There is no direct, or implied, sexual activity...
The drills had been run several times, at various times of day. Once clear of the base's gates, it would take the driver approximately thirty minutes to reach the cove where the modified seaplane was kept. Losing a man hadn't been part of the plan. Captain McNeely was a crack shot, that hadn't been in his file. Paul Johansen slapped his hand against the van'...
Weary, Hardesty let himself into the fifteenth-floor apartment in Crystal City, across the Potomac from Washington, D.C., in Alexandria, Virginia. The apartment had spectacular views from all rooms across the Ronald Reagan Airport runways to the national memorials and the Mall. He was happy to see that the warning light by the door wasn't on. He needed some...
Would Fazil be this naïve, I wondered. Somehow I couldn't force myself to believe that this was just my good luck. I was locked in a room, once more on solid ground, in the heart of Istanbul. The room was in an upper story of a building high enough that I could see out over the city through a window protected by latticed ironwork, which, considering the unbr...
All participants are over 18. I entered the code to unlock the door to the storage warehouse with trembling fingers and not a little trepidation. After all, strange as it may seem, the last time I was here, a week ago, I was taken roughly from behind. My anal cherry had been popped by a man whose face I had never seen. I came twice from this man's violation...
It was patently evident to Colonel Nesmith Norman what the nawab was so clumsily suggesting. The pretty girl who was being presented to him and who was one of the nawab’s many daughters borne to him no doubt by one of his many wives was fully at Colonel Norman’s disposal should he so desire. This had become one of the many acknowledged perquisites in a caree...