Chapter Three -- An Actual Date "Are you having dinner with your Mother and me this evening, Aaron?" my Dad asks. "Uh, no, Dad, Not tonight. My friend, Adam is picking me up to go and have pizza with him to say thanks for helping him out with his car last Sunday." "That's Adam Blanchard, right Aaron?" "Yes, Dad, that's right." "Your Mother and I were ta...
"I have a delivery for a 'Mr. Eric Grant'?" A delivery? "Uh, sure. That's me. Come on up." I buzzed through disembodied delivery man, and curiously awaited him until five knocks on my apartment door announced his arrival. Opening it, I was surprised by the sight of two dozen long-stem red roses and a velvety red gift box with a gold bow and ribbon. "What...
I needed a quick break from Matt and the gang to clear the cobwebs. This is a highly fictionalized account of a long-ago glory hole encounter. The only thing true in the story is the Big Gulp cup. Thanks to LarryInSeattle for his editing. I hope you enjoy. =============== He looked like a preppie. And this wasn't a place preppies hung out, or at least n...
Chapter Eight -- Good News And Bad News Adrian woke up with a yawn and stretched, blinking hard to chase away the sand from his eyes. For a moment or two, he felt the place next to him with one hand. He sighed. Somehow he doubted Edward was in the kitchen, making waffles. But there was no point in being disappointed since Adrian was not at all into that kin...
First Sergeant succumbs to horny corporal [A true story as told to me by a contributor. Names, places, etc. have been changed] Dedicated to LUCMAN85 The Wager At Ford Ord, California, in 1989 (five years before they closed "the most beautiful Army fort in the USA"), I sat in a Jeep drinking coffee from a Thermos with a gay soldier, one Private O'Connell....
The Chippendale dancers had had a grueling evening of raucous New Year's Eve festivities at L.A.'s Catalina Club on Grand Avenue in South Park. The ladies, if you could call them ladies, nearly swarmed the stage to get at us for three fuckin' hours. It was one of my first gigs, having arrived in L.A. from Milwaukie at nineteen just over a month earlier, star...
AUTHORS NOTE: This story has been written as part of the IN A SUNBURNED COUNTRY Story Event organised by Chloe Tzang. So, firstly, thank you Chloe for taking the time and effort to organise an Aussie flavoured event. As it supposed to have an Aussie flavour I've used Aussie-English and included a GLOSSARY OF TERMS in the Afterword so if there is something y...
He stares at me with a mixture of pity and disgust in his eyes, and I sneer back at him, my contempt loud and clear. I didn't know it then, but that doorman would one day mean the world to me. ** My name is Peter 'Pinky' Benson. I'm twenty and a half years old, and I'm going to be all alone for the first time in the big city. I'm moving there to attend an...
Chapter One: New Year's Eve 1989 There were four of them on the bed in the second-floor master bedroom of the Baccarat Hotel and Residence Condo building on Manhattan's West 53rd Street, conveniently located near the Broadway theater district. The caterers were downstairs in the living area doing last-minute preparations for Ted Sullivan's early-evening buf...
++ Noah & Navid go to Texas ++ "I hate this. I need to be home and deep inside you, kissing every little inch of the beautiful boy who holds my heart." Navid texted me as we were seated around a large table at a fancy restaurant high above the valley. It was a dinner for some group of investors Navid had helped with a new office building. They were impress...