"You cannot put it off any longer, my friend. If you do not choose for Asu soon, the priests will take him. The choice will no longer be yours—or Asu's. He is of age for starting the life chosen for him. He cannot do other than meet his destiny." "I know that, Sargon, it is just so hard . . ." Baltasar, the wood merchant, was sitting at a table outside of...
In which our hero has a taste of old and new. I gaze out the window on a lovely but very windy Sunday afternoon. It is late fall and the leaves are blowing wildly through the air. I sip my blueberry coffee and reflect that the chaos outside matches my feelings. Thad the magnificent has just left and I think for the last time. It is with profound mixed feel...
Author's note: While the events described in this story are true, names have been changed to keep the identity of these persons anonymous. * I grew up in the Midwest in the 1970s—progressive times and repressive times all at once. We lived in the country in a Michigan town called Davisburg, so "getting around" just didn't happen—there was no place TO get a...
My very first knowledge of what has become a long time addition to enjoying sex is likely to have been before first reading about 'locker room' and its old socks smell in Playboy Potpourri in the August 1976 issue. This is the place I remember specifically reading about this 70s sex drug, though it was not presented in that fashion exactly. It is not really...
By my sophomore year of college I had performed well enough in the class room that I had earned a few scholarships. This meant that my folks were saving money while I was getting my learn on. It also meant that my dad had promised me that if I rode it out for one more year in the dorms that by my junior year I could move off campus. The thought of finally ha...
Chapter 6: Beach Day ***Everyone in this story is fiction and is at least 18 years old or older*** ***** The next day I woke up to my brother's head resting on my shoulder. I slightly pushed him off, trying not to wake him. I glanced at the clock and saw it was still early in the morning. About 24 hours earlier, I was in the same position with two guys. N...
This is the second part of my first story to be submitted, I welcome any suggestions, comments, feedback, etc. on story, format, or anything else. If anyone would like me to go on please say so. I wasn't sure whether to place this story under Gay Male or BDSM or maybe another category ------------------------------------- I will assume that you have read t...
My arrival at Jeff's home for the first time after the death of his grandfather was a moving moment for us both. Once inside the house we fell into each other's arms and our long kiss led to a flooding of our minds and bodies with emotion. I ran my free hand through his hair while he pressed his groin into mine until the pressure mounted between us and our d...
He was back in town from boot camp before being shipped over. We met at the movies. He was in his uniform. His marine uniform. He was so breathtakingly handsome and masculine and military that my knees went weak. I have always had a weakness for uniforms. Police, military, whatever. We were both getting popcorn before the show, and how I wished that I coul...
FUCK OFF SHANE! I QUIT!" screamed Terry. Terry Raines clenched his fists tightly to face his boss Shane Axel. Sure at 5'8, 150 pounds, the dark haired, brown eyed Terry could get his ass beat by the hulking brute towering over him. He figured he would take his chances. Terry knew 36 year old Shane better than the employees that worked for him. Not even Sha...