"It's not pretty, but I haven't had any complaints," typed the middle aged man after sending the young fellow he was instant messaging the second picture. On the other end of the conversation, Troy Holland was staring at the picture, which was even better than the first. The 18 year old's heart was racing as he looked at the photos, and was stroking himself...
Brad Gavin stopped in the doorway and looked over at the chubby kid standing at the long trough urinal, poised in exactly the same place he had been when Brad first walked into the park's bathroom ten minutes earlier. Brad had walked right out after seeing who the plump redhead was, but not before figuring out what the young guy was doing, staring rather ob...
"I'm scared," Larry said to the lad sharing his bed, but unlike the many other times the cherubic boy had said that to him, his lover sensed that this was different. Larry was weakening, his fear being mitigated by the sweet caressing that Dylan had been giving him for the better part of an hour. The sheets were soggy and the two boys were both glistening w...
"No Dustin," Jacob Gordon said as he leaned over his student's shoulder. "That's not a debit - it's a credit - and that should go over to this column. You know better than that." "Oh yeah," the young man said, scratching his long blond hair with the eraser end of his pencil before before correcting the mistake, and as the senior citizen looked over the shou...
The blazing sun was relentless even though it wasn't quite noon, and as Curt Randall took off his cap to wipe the sweat off of his brow it was like he could hear the rays sizzling on his damp crew cut. Without the cap his skull would be as deeply reddish brown as much of his upper torso was. The shirt he was wearing, or rather the tattered remains of what o...
As Ted Biondi looked at the young man through the peephole of the motel room he was staying in, the 57 year old salesman enjoyed the gawky kid's fidgeting as he seemed to be trying to summon up enough courage to knock on the door. He certainly looked like a geek, which was what Ted had him figured for when they spoke on the phone after Ted had read his ad o...
As sixty seven year old Everett Horton sat on the edge of the motel room bed waiting for his new acquaintance to emerge from the bathroom, his mind kept going back a half a century to a motel room even more dingy that this one in Colonie, New York was. Back then Everett wasn't the old geezer waiting at the bed. He was the lad in the bathroom getting dressed...
Two friends play out a ritual during the summer of 1973. ... Chapter One: Anticipation. The shower turned off, causing my heart to start beating even faster. The bathroom door was about 6 feet away from the bed where I was pretending to sleep, and I saw the shadows of movement break the light at the bottom of that door. On the other side of that door...
This is a story - a romance of sorts - that involves a grandfather and and his grandson. Readers should take not of that and the category it is under. *********** The bed I'm resting on is every bit as lumpy as I remembered it from back in late Spring, but that's okay by me because I wasn't interested in sleeping anyway. Besides it's muggy despite the win...
The classroom was empty except for one kid sitting in the front row. The kid, technically at 18 a man, was me, and while the school buses had left I had remained. Whether or not I was going to be joined by my science teacher, Mr. Arthur, remained to be seen. I had given Mr. Arthur a note on my way out of class earlier that day, the last day of school, and a...