I had always felt a little different growing up. I was probably a little more sexual than most people were, but it was a private thing. I didn't sleep around or do anything most would consider wild; but nonetheless, a part of me was different from most guys. It is difficult to explain, but it is as if I have lace under my exterior of leather. It wasn't an ev...
I rushed through the flap of the large tent with my two best friends in the world. We were happy as fuck. Outside, all around us, explosive colors and nighttime musical dreamscapes filled the sky and the air and the bloodstream. We were fully into our second night at Burning Man, my first time, though the fourth for my best friends. We were rolling on...
Chapter 8: Fireworks Rob and I snuck off every chance we could to kiss and cuddle, our bodies begging for as much contact as possible. We hadn't managed a sleepover since the night of the homecoming dance and we were almost desperate for some private time. Fall weather was firmly entrenched and winter was on its way. The end of October our town had its' ann...
Hello, there. My name is Samuel Xavier. I have a story to share with you. I see a lot of Black men and white men these days at each other's throats. They fight over both Black women and white women. They fight over politics, real estate, race, sex and money. What if they joined forces? That's what this story is all about. Please read on. Ever since he was yo...
Hmmmmmm... I remember that it was a Friday night and because of recent mechanical problems, my truck was in the shop getting a new engine put in. In the meantime, I had to walk to work earlier in the day and now I was on my way home walking which led me to walk on the busiest street on town and Friday night meant one thing... The street would be filled with...
I hesitated a long time before I advertised on Craig's list. I was 18 and had left school two months before. I had a place at university for the following October, almost a year ahead. I was living at home and had a mindless temporary job in a solicitor's office that made no demands on anything but my time. I'm a very shy person and no one knew I was gay exc...
It's Thursday night and I'm doing my usual shift on Gayline. Gayline is not a crisis hotline. We only answer the phone between 7:00 p.m. and 10:00 p.m. Monday through Friday. Our volunteers are not trained counselors. Instead, we do "peer counseling," which is basically being a gay person to talk to. A man calls. He asks about gay bars and cruising places,...
::Thanks so much to Niqqi_6 for editting It was hot outside and we had nothing to do. We sat on the front porch in an old shack of a house. It was one story and looked to have been built sometime in the 1930s as deep in remote isolation as possible. Twenty years later the house had long since been without tenants; until about a month and a half ago when Ja...
* * * * * * * * * * HOT YOUNG COACH . . . SUPER-SEXY CHEERLEADER . . . STUD QUARTERBACK . . . Travis Williams has returned to his small Texas town's high school as the Conner Cougars' assistant football coach. Five years ago, when he was star quarterback, Bill Harris and Sandy Oakes worshiped him from afar. Now, Bill is starting quarterback, Sandy is hea...
Peter was nervous as he and Mark walked into Smokin' Ruby's, the barbecue place on the ground floor of Mark's apartment building. Even as a horny teenager, he'd never been into casual sex. Girls had hit on him in high school and college, but he'd politely turned them down. He had to get to know her first. He and Kyra had dated for a month, seeing each other...