It was a steamy, smoke-filled night at Hernando's, and I and the other two guys had been dancing to the music on the small stage for twenty minutes. I was already down to the ten-gallon hat, the pinto pony vest, the cowboy boots, and the low-slung belt and six-gun holsters with the even lower slung eight-inch gun swinging in between and nothing else on when...
Copyright 2006 by the author. *National Association of Schools of Music. DISCLAIMER: Though the organization and its national conference are real, the characters in this story are fictional. No resemblance to actual persons living or dead is intended. KN It was ten minutes past the posted adjournment time when the president finally banged down the gavel. T...
"Did Joey respond yet?" Ryan yelled from the bathroom. I looked down and read aloud, "Fuck yes. Be there in 15." "Sweet. Change the bedsheets for me." He yelled back. I don't know what was wrong with me, but I simply complied. I went out into the hall, feeling sullen, grabbed some sheets from the linen cabinet and started changing our bed. Ryan came out,...
Dr. Emory had called it a day at the tomb dig outside Sudan's upper Nile Sulb Temple. It had been so hot that I had stripped down to a pair of cotton bush shorts for the afternoon. I was standing by the water buckets, ladling cool water over my head and letting it sluice down my body when I noticed Clint Winston, another of the archaeologists on the dig, and...
After months of dicking around and avoiding "it", I finally made it to their home. We had meet through a gay web site, emailed each other, chatted a bit through AIM, exchanged telephone numbers, addresses, and talked on the telephone. All of this was with Don. Bob would come later. I felt very comfortable with Don even though we had yet to meet face to fac...
"What's good for the earth and all that." "I often wondered how that worked," the young man behind the counter of the diner just south of Santa Fe said. He was leaning over the counter, having delivered Andy's breakfast, but not all that anxious to move on. Andy was a real looker. A regular Paul Newman, but with more muscle. And the young man behind the cou...
As I slowly started to wake, I felt a warm sensation on my cock, I was still mostly asleep but the feeling was starting to get the better of me. I reached down to take my cock in my hand to make this feeling even better. But when I felt the back of a man’s head the events of the night before all rushed back to me. At first I was unsure of what to do or hel...
Ian and I had been classmates since we were in kindergarten. Ian had always been a great friend of mine and now that we were both 18 and about to enter different colleges, we were spending as much time as we could together. It was summer time and Ian lived about a 40 minute drive from my house, so on some occasions, I would end up sleeping over. That summe...
So now I was a top as well. And all this in a week! What would Marty think back at work when I told him. If I told him. I stepped out of the shower and found that Tony was no longer asleep. He sat on the end of the bed and was deep in a mobile phone conversation. He winked at me and grinned as he continued. "Sure you'll like him. He's a really cute guy. B...
Author's note. There's a narrow line between being bi and gay and I am on that line. As are most of my stories so I am never sure what category they should be. Hope I don't offend anyone. ***** Bi, Gay or Fuck Knows What? It's the buzz that matters. I visit a gay sauna and wow! The building in Shoreditch in East London was a maze of different rooms set...