I have always managed to keep my bi world in check and separate from my public straight world by always putting my wife and children first and by committing only to them—that is, possibly, with one notable exception. I had an atypical long-term relationship with an Australian colleague that seemed innocuous at least at the beginning but that has grown strong...
My other recent bathhouse travel experience was to a male only sauna in a much larger and more international city considerably north of where we live. I had read about it on the net, and after doing a bit of something resembling research, had a grasp of changed details within a familiar setting. Like fees for private rooms - the sort of spaces freely availa...
At 6:50 I was standing in front of Barnes & Noble waiting for Eric to get there. I was nervous as hell. What if he doesn’t show? What if he does, but then backs down? I had never been this nervous on a date before, but then I’d never been on a date with another guy. I’d been on dates with women before, and had had sex with other guys, but never dated. Add...
All characters in this playful fiction are above the age of consent... ***** Sex was the only game in town... 'Everyone has sex. Yet everyone wants sex. That's the conundrum,' says Roly. 'All I do is provide a space for that interaction to take place. Nothing more.' No future. This far into the 1980s, I'm nineteen - straight outta high school with no qua...
I'm soooo sorry for my hiatus. I've been busy and been barely able to touch my laptop. So yaaay chapter three! Still looking for editors and beta readers guys so any takers can just comment. ~*~*~ Chapter Three Jarred "Honey, you guys aren't even together yet," rationed Eddy. After the whole Rhailey thing, I had to call one of my closest guy friends....
It was a warm spring day, on a Saturday afternoon, and Danny was bored and horny. He'd been looking at gay porn and edging his cock all morning, working his cock up hard until the head was leaking and his balls got tight, only to let himself grow soft again, over and over. Being in his mid-twenties, he was always horny. And even though he considered himself...
The next morning, I awoke spooned with my uncle, my back and rear tight against his firm but plush chest and belly, one of his wonderful arms draped around my waist; and my head lay upon the bicep of his other, folded arm. Leaving his left arm on my stomach where it was, he pulled the other one away, and leaned upon his elbow, and tenderly kissed my ear, and...
Pete was angry. More angry than usual. His car broke down and he was stuck with taking the transit across town to attend classes at his collage of the performing arts. He didn't even know why he attended, he hated it. But then again, he hated everything. He hopped on the bus and headed to the back, sitting in an empty seat that was torn and written all ov...
The Pilgrim theater was in what they used to call the 'Combat Zone' of Boston, the other end of Washington Street from City Hall Plaza, just at the start of Chinatown. I loved that place. Sadly, it's a parking lot now. Once a proud vaudville house, it became a movie theater in the late 50s. In the late 90s, it was a porno theater, a massive one. One where a...
After the hot sessions with Jim and then Lorenzo, I was drained and I guess they understood that because they suggested we hit the bar for a drink. We cleaned up and headed off the resort's bar for a relaxing adult beverage. Jim and Lorenzo had been living together in New York City for over a year I learned but it sounded to be an open relationship as they...