I could tell that Mr. Masters was nervous about this first meeting with the director and dance master at Arena Stage that afternoon. He had been peevish and snappish all morning—well, more so than usual—finding fault with everything and being detailed about the clothes he wanted me to lay out for the meeting and then rejecting them and upbraiding me for what...
A note from the author: I am extremely grateful to Robert Reams for editing this story. In addition to cleaning up my many errors he also provide advice and clarity suggestions that I feel helped elevate this story from good to great. Any errors that remain are mine and should not be attributed to his assistance in any way. I would also like to thank those...
Silver Lake I spent the last 6 hours drawing up my design project for my fourth year term assignment and I was getting a little bleary eyed to tell the truth. I needed a break so I thought I would hit the gay bar, La Barcito, as it was pedaling distance from my Bubeschko Apartment, which I loved because the Rudolph Schindler design from the late '30s provid...
In the near distance, the lilting voice of Ping—Tranquility—supported by strums on his lute, set the mood in the summer pavilion, where the heat of the two young men added to the warm, humid breeze wafting down the Yangtze River and whispering up to the nanleshijia—the male pleasure house—setting the bamboo shoots screening the summer pavilion swaying and ad...
This is something that I had fantasized about for a very long time. Now the time had come to take the plunge. I was standing at the front door of a gay bathhouse. This is a big step! I have been to adult book stores and received anonymous blow jobs from strangers, but this is a whole new level. I took a deep breath and opened the front door. Now I was stand...
Michael had to admit that Daniel seemed to do pretty well with himself even one handed, especially since he was sure the man was right handed. For a moment he was a bit worried Daniel really wouldn't need him. In fact he watched with amazement as Daniel dug his keys out of his right pocket with his left hand, and unlocked the door. Michael followed him in....
My first time kissing a man was inside a porn movie complex, on the third visit to the gay theater side, an area were male sex occurred in both public and private spaces. It was my then wife that first noticed the erotic center, right off a highway we often drove. The place was fairly new, and had something I had never seen before, which was an area where yo...
Jimmy and Ted "Ted," I said, calling up to the black chauffeur. "Find a private spot and pull over and come back here." I could feel Jimmy flinch, but I also could feel him willing himself to control his breath and his fear. Ted pulled over quickly and the black bull muscled his way into the backseat. I told him to strip, which he did on the spot, and then...
My pace matched the underground, ethno-brother beat set by the synthesized fusion music from the evening before. It was powerfully evocative even now, as it had been through the recent dark hours after first having experienced it. "Whyyyya'lookin'back, nig...I'ain'gon' kiss y'ass, ya' ge'me out ma'drawers...ya'think y'playin' fas, I migh'be fu-kin' youu,...
I was 20 when I married, my wife was 18. I think I have always tried to conform and although I was attracted by women's bodies, I secretly fantasized more about sex with men than with women. I thought of myself as hetero with bisexual leanings. When I surfed the internet, I particularly loved oral and anal - those beautiful hard cocks with their white loads...