Josh and I went into the house through the garage. Robert was in the living room waiting for us, along with a man with dark hair, wearing a black suit. As we approached he said, "Hello Josh. And you must be TJ. Both Robert and my daughter have told me quite a bit about you." Robert must have seen the puzzlement on my face. "Teej, this is Patrick Landrum, my...
Matt is my neighbor in the townhouse across from mine. He's a lot like me. Mid thirties, around 6' tall, thin, glasses. Kind of a geeky type. We never really talked other than the usual "Hey" or wave when we saw each other out in the driveway. I'm not even sure how I found out his name. I could tell he was a geeky type like me because he appeared to enjoy t...
Hi, my name is Kyle. I'm your typical stereotype prep student in my senior year of high school. I'm slim with some muscle tone, have short blond hair that's spiked, blue eyes, and a light tan. I'm the type that will joke around with my friends about the girls and getting some pussy just like any normal guy would, but I was different than all of my other frie...
Zane Hawthorne is an average 18-year-old young man, recently graduated from high school, dark hair, light skin, a bit nerdy, quiet. Zane wasn't the most popular in school, he kept to himself and was afraid to come out of the closet. You see, Zane is gay, his search history will tell you that. One day Zane gets a visit from a lawyer telling him that his dista...
Author's note: This story is also based on a request that I received via e-mail. The person making the request stated that he is French and that he enjoyed the gay life in France before moving to the U.S. He provided the fundamental story line and asked me to embellish it as the story developed. He said that he did attend college and work at a salon in Paris...
I awake the next morning with a start. It is early, so very early. The mixed emotions from what would seem to be the oddest night of my life seem muted by the pounding headache that cannot be ignored. Fuck! How much had a drank last night? The answer seemed simple: too much. I also quickly realized how cold I was. Apparently Jeff thought that the one flann...
I was suddenly intrigued with all the little gadgets and folders on my cell phone. Well, not so much intrigued as I was mildly distracted. I'd just gotten off the phone with Jess who seemed to be having a splendid time somewhere on a side of Waikiki that I would know very little about. She wanted some girl time which was fine with me because it allowed Dave...
"I know you got somebody in there, Jamal." Terrell said, buttonholing his friend on the steps of the building. "You don't know nothing. You hearing things. Told you to stay off of that PCP shit." Jamal said, bending over to retie his shoe. "What the fuck you doing spying on me anyway, dog?" "Who's spying? I can't walk past your window anymore? Maybe you sh...
A black leather gloved hand crawls like a spider up my leg, leaving in it's wake a trail of tingling flesh. It lingers to caress the muscles of my inside thigh before a single leather finger slips between my ass cheeks, stealing softly towards my asshole. A dark figure leans in close, his hot breath scorches my skin as he whispers, "Who owns your ass?" My...
Closing in on 50, life in some ways was passing me by, or perhaps just boredom on a Saturday afternoon while the wife was out shopping and having her nails done had found me searching for some fun. I was on the net checking out the various chat rooms and decided to check out one of the bi men rooms. I'd been in the room all of 5 seconds when private IM boxes...