After getting cleaned up and dressed, Rocco and I took a ride in the police cruisers back to the police station. Once we were fingerprinted, photographed and booked, they moved us to the back into some holding cells. Since it was already early evening on a Friday, it looked like these holding cells would be home for the weekend. Fortunately, although we were...
I will remember this moment forever. With a ten hour marathon of driving behind me, I looked at the stony hill beyond the road, the dried out lake bed on the near side, and the bright Nevada desert sun above it. A group of youngins sat in the sliver of the midday shade of an RV. One had green hair. One had cowboy pants and a bare bronze chest. A girly one ha...
This is the sequel to "Big Man on Campus," a tale of college life and gay relationships in the age of craziness. It was really fun in person. ***** I have a little trouble sorting out college and the immediate time that came after it. We were awfully high, after all. It is hard to believe it now. I honestly don't recall much about the latter half of my F...
We both have the same Christian name, which we had found out about when we attended the same boarding School, where normally you only called somebody by their surname. Masturbating oneself was the normal way to relieve the sexual tension there. Some though were with the company of another boy whilst thinking of your relative girlfriends; some however, went b...
It was the eleventy-eleventh day of the year, the last day of April or the first of May, depending upon whether one used the archaic or the runic measurement of days. But irrespective of which calendar system was complied with, Frilbo Bobbit and his three chums were relishing the benefit of the Spring sunshine. And such a glorious vernal day it was too! The...
Peter Black comes home, tired from a hard day at work. He was a tall, large black man in his early forties. A police officer with the Plymouth police department. Lately, things had been tough, even for a strong man like himself. Recently, Peter's wife Jennifer Ambrose Black discovered that he was bisexual. That discovery ended their marriage, and brought his...
Andre strolled out of the mansion smelling like the most sensuous olives, the sun glistening off his tanned skin except for the small area covered by his tiger-striped speedo. Carlos looked up from his delicious passionate story and saw a vision walk out onto the pool deck, a glistening vision in tiger-stripes. He had scheduled the pool party many weeks ago,...
Chapter Three: Charleston to Mobile "Where is it you're headed?" asked the man who sat down next to Gordy before the bus pulled out from Charleston, headed west. "Uh, L.A., I guess," Gordy said, still facing the window. Why had the man sat down next to him, he wondered. There were empty rows all over the bus. "Long way by bus. You going the whole way by b...
I never knew his name; our hosts never told us. Neither did I know where they found him. He wasn't the first young man which the posse of imperious dominants had provided for the entertainment and he wouldn't be the last. The submissive character and accommodating nature of the sluts which brightened these parties always entranced me. They loved to serve; t...
The second game of the campaign was another away match: our opponents took the name of and played in the grounds of a pub called The Cock Inn, which given the activities of the previous few matches could have been seen as a bit of an omen. It was the first week of September and my defensive centre-back pointed to me in training, that as we lost our last fou...