'Louis leaned in and kissed Mark hard on the lips, running his hands over the rough cotton leggings that covered the thighs he wished to be between. It had been days since he'd rescued Mark from the tremulous seas, and this was the first time that his ward had been conscious and awake. The lips parted slightly and felt warm to the touch of his own heated lip...
The guitarist had been playing flamenco rhythms when I joined Ralph Peters, Sean Madden, and Holland Howard at one of the back tables in the Kennedy Center's small KC Jazz Club hall in Washington, D.C. I'd had a few stops to make after our practice of the Gay Men's Chorus of Washington at its P Street rehearsal hall just west of Dupont Circle. Ralph, who was...
For a moment Yanik fought for control, Nathan had backed up, trying to get away from the onslaught, until he was up against the wall and had nowhere else to go. "Did you think I'd knock you back too? Or maybe you make a habit of lying to those you sleep with. That's what hurts the most, the lying. You really had me fooled, Nathan, I thought, maybe, I had f...
[This story is set in England towards the end of the twentieth century, when attitudes to homosexuality were very different to those of today. The ancient English universities were still adjusting to the revolutionary concept of coeducational colleges. Sex between men was only legalized in 1966, and even then the age of consent for gay sex was set at 21. (Th...
All characters are over 18 years old. ***** Cliff and John were on time to pick up Ben for the movie. Ben had woken from Tom's embrace in time to get back to his house, clean up, and meet them. His goodbye to Tom was not ideal. He panicked he would be late and would have to come up with an explanation to them and, even worse, his parents. He dressed, smile...
"Hey, Tom, could you get me a coke while you're in there?" He nodded, grabbing them from the garage. He filled two drinking glasses with ice and poured the soda in, the ice cracking and popping. Another he filled with water. Grandma didn't drink coke herself. He brought them out to the deck and set them out on the table. "Thanks," said Aric. "So you've...
Tom had been lying on the bed, eyes closed, listening, trying to make sense of the sounds, the smells, the hardness of the bed -- something that was difficult to do through his sore head. He had a headache like a migraine, but more -- what felt like a cut, or a gash, or a graze. He was unsure of how long he lay there -- he had woken up, and things were wrong...
This is an ongoing story, it might be a good idea to read chapter 1 before continuing on. ***** Winter Break Chapter 2 The thing that Tom liked least about coming home after four years of college was the obligation he felt to reconnect with friends who had stayed back in Boston to either start their lives or go to college there. His friends were mixture...
My name is Brad and my friends were throwing a twenty-first birthday party for me. My friend Jim had it at his home and we all managed to get quite drunk. When it got late in the evening I decided to leave and drive home in my drunken state. Jim forbid it and said his older brother Tom would take me home. Tom was in his late twenties and was a handsome looki...
Tom Prescott woke up with a hot mouth wrapped around his stiff cock. It was still dark and he could hear a soft rushing sound in the distance. He guessed it was the wind. It had been five days since Tom had gotten lost in the Rugged Mountains and found his way to Clint Hardwick's camp. Tom had been straight, with a girlfriend, but Clint and some of his lust...