I knew that I shouldn't have gone out the night before. Too many beers and staying out way too late was taking its toll on me as the alarm sounded at 7 am on Saturday morning. I was in my Sophomore year of college and during registration the only day that the Psych 1 class was available was on Saturday morning from 9 am until 12 pm. I had done well the first...
Matt and I didn't say much on the ride home, I occasionally puffed on a cigarette and Matt puffed on his vape pen. We remained silent, lost in our own thoughts about what had just happened. Once or twice I caught Matt looking at me, checking me out it seemed, but he would always look away when I looked over at him. It didn't bother me. We arrived at Matt's...
"I can't believe I'd never seen that before!" Matt exclaimed, as the closing credits of 'Spinal Tap' started to roll. "And you call yourself cultured," Benny scoffed condescendingly, though a smile at Matt's enthusiasm slipped through at the end. "So, what other kinds of stuff do you like?" "Other kinds of stuff?" "Yeah. You know, books, music, theater....
I was suddenly aware that I was awake. You know the way that goes. You're off in some dream world and then you wake up. My head felt groggy and for a second I didn't know what was going on or where I was. My dream was fading fast as I tried in vain to recall more than just a vague idea. The next thing I was aware of was how hard I was. I rolled over onto my...
I would have preferred to have slept in on a Saturday morning, but I owed my older brother about $50 and since I didn't have the cash to repay him, he asked me to drop by the church where he preaches in order to check the baptism pool for leaks before the big day tomorrow. It seemed that the county commissioner's teenage daughter was going to be baptized bef...
A feeble light pierced the darkness. It spread across the khaki canvas chairs and backpacks that littered the plywood floor. When the rays of dawn reached the metal sink it reflected onto Stevie's face. He rubbed his eyes. For a moment he thought that he was safely in his bedroom. He opened his eyes fully. The bare wall reminded him that he was still in the...
Saturday, January 4 3:30 PM MST Salt Lake City, UT Pierce Livingston "Your dorm room is so big!" I said as I walked into Billy Buckley's dorm room on the campus of Salt Lake University. The room was decked out with the same red and white colors Billy's team had on their singlets that day. We walked to his residence hall after we found each other at the m...
Summary: White friend discovers the joy of BBC while hanging out. Note: Thanks, as always to Tex Beethoven and Robert for editing this story. It was after a couple hours of shooting hoops on a Sunday afternoon that my sexual awakening began. Ben said, "Let's go back to my place and play some NBA2K." "I need to shower first," I demurred, dripping with...
This is a true story, as told to me by a friend. I'm a New York cab driver. Yeah, yeah, I know. But it's a living. Yeah, I've been held up. Twice. But life goes on, right? Boring. Or at least until that fare opened the door and climbed into my cab. Brown skin, black hair. Hispanic, right? In New York, probably Puerto Rican. But his eyes. God! Blue, aston...
Ch. 02: The Hot Tub I awoke to the sound and smell of hamburgers sizzling on the stove. Mark was still nestled in the crook of my arm. His soft steady rhythmic breathing was very comforting. I glanced over toward the kitchen and saw that Bob and Greg were happily preparing dinner. It seemed that the knowledge that we were four bi/gay men sharing the house h...