It was Monday of the last week of a six week management training seminar. I was hired during my last year of law school by this large multinational corporation that I had no interest in working at beyond the two year commitment I'd made. After undergrad, I spent two years in the Peace Corps in Africa. The conditions in the village I was assigned to were appa...
The year was 1999 and I'd just graduated from university. My name is Michael and I'm 23 years old. I scored a job, thanks to my Uncle, with an accounting firm in Los Angles, found a small apartment, and things were looking pretty good. I had a girlfriend who was the manager of a gym in the area and she was kind enough to give me a free membership. My life wa...
Part 1: In the Beginning... I was the guy who always took the longest to figure out that there really wasn't any such thing as a left-handed smoke-shifter or a bacon stretcher. I thought that, as an adult, I'd left all that behind. I was smart, well-educated and, I liked to think, sophisticated. I didn't realize that all of that is consistent with a deep-se...
Please note... the following story contains incestuous behavior as well as some mild bondage, dominance and submission. ... "I'm fucked," Richie said as we neared his farmhouse, and although it was still almost a quarter of a mile away I could see the faint glow of a cigarette being inhaled on the porch of Richie Snyder's place. "Don't blame me," I said,...
The three of us became a . . . well trio I guess. Shane and I paired up on a regular basis, and occasionally I got that itch that he scratched so well. Sometimes Shane would bring Marc, and he was always eager to play. His initial exposure to man-on-man sex might have been on the rough side, but he didn't seem to mind. There was a rhythm to it all and everyo...
Author's note: This is quite a long saga of a very masculine young man coming to terms with his sexuality. If you just want to read about hard sex, then my advice is to jump to Part 2, where hopefully you may find it? I dedicate this one to my Iowan Butterfly, a very special, warm person. * * * * * Part 1 - England: Barry was a young gay guy; eighteen y...
*I said I would post this before April was over, and I was right! I posted this on the 30th, so it counts! ^_^ This is the end of Tenderness, my last dangling plot, and I have new ones up my sleeve, but I want to finish them or at least get further along before I start to submit. It might be a little while until you hear from me again, but no worries! I wil...
When I got a look at the script Sal gave me, I about died. I marched right into his office the next day, seething with righteous indignation. "What the fuck?" I threw the script on his desk. "I'm not doing this." Sal smiled, shark-like. "You'll do what the fuck I tell you, ya fucking fag." "But, Sal..." "Shut your yap." Sal stood up. His lumpy bald head...
I am not really certain how I got into this situation, it all seemed to start innocently enough. I was on the road, staying in a pretty upscale hotel in St. Louis, and after changing into a golf shirt and loose pair of shorts had gone to the bar to have a drink after dinner. There was an early season college football game on the TV behind the bar so I sat on...
Rodney did not want to be at the party, but his boss had literally dubbed it a "command performance." Well, she can force me to be here, he thought, but she can't make me have a good time. He tried to be as innocuous as possible, balancing a paper plate of crudité and mushroom caps with a club soda. He figured once his boss saw him here, his duties would be...