The nurse signaled and moved into the corridor. When the door to the hall was shut and Rich was assured there was someone on the lookout, he rose from the deep, vinyl-upholstered chair where he had been keeping vigil while reading a Gore Vidal novel and moved over to the hospital bed. He looked down at his older partner of the past six years, Miles Trent, a...
Late winter and early spring are for woodcutting in this region. All the cutting work I do is with a bow saw - I never use a chainsaw. However, lifting and carrying the 6 foot long pieces of 5 decade old red oak and acacia takes a serious toll on my back. Being roughly the same age as the wood, this is essentially unavoidable. However, a good bathhouse is a...
For a variety of reasons, from weather to general scheduling, my last visit to the local baths was a couple of months ago. The last few days, with opportunity beckoning, my jacking off has become more focussed on various bathhouse delights. Including the forbidden, based on impossible to ignore reality. Basically, my fantasies have been turning ever more to...
I was so excited to be going camping. Me and three of my buddies, Tom, Jared, and Levi, guys that I worked with, drank with, went shooting with. We had secured three days off from work, three tents, and a truck full of guns, ammunition, and booze. We were set. We set out early in the morning, wanting to maximize our time in the hills. We'd managed to squeez...
I managed to arrive a few minutes after the bathhouse opened on Sunday, fully equipped in contrast to my visit just a couple of days ago. Though my first stop today had been to the now deserted lake, walking around it while enjoying a bit of organic smoke. Heading towards the city, a familiar feeling of anticipation was already pressing against my center,...
To learn more about how I came to this stage of my life, you may wish to read my previous entries; The Confession of Kalin and Joserlin and Kalin. ~Jos Hi! My name is Joserlin. For anyone who's read my entries before now, then I have to apologize for the delay from the last time until now. The problem was though, as I'm sure most of the readers and wri...
If sex can break friendship, love can heal it. After that fateful night at the cabin, things changed rapidly among me and my friends. Darryl had not spoken a word to any of us, but me and the others had grown closer than normal male friends would ever get. It was only a week later when I found myself on the dirty carpet floor of Franz' house again, again su...
How it all started..... I guess like every young man I fantasized about girls all of the time. Ever since I can remember they were the focus of my attention. From magazines to girls at the pool I was completely crazy about getting near a naked girl. So what happened? I guess I am not sure. I think it started just after I turned 18. I was 5'10" and about 14...
I've been gone a while I know. I've had major writer's block and I have lacked interest in writing recently. But a week ago I ran into an old male friend from High School who is now getting married to another man and he wanted me to come to his wedding since I'm to thank for this. I didn't introduce the two but I am the one who showed the guy his bisexual si...
I've put this story in the gay male category, but none of the characters define themselves as gay. Its about a bunch of straight(ish) British lads on a typical boozy holiday, and the kind of antics they get up to. Like my other stories it focusses on intimate smells and bottoms, so if this isn't for you stop reading. I plan to continue this series so if you...