Bruce climbed down out of the truck with his two mugs in hand. He trudged across the parking lot where many rigs were parked side by side grumbling as the drivers slept. Each on was lit up with marker lights, some more than others. The amber and red of them, in the truck stop parking lot, seemed to match that of a small town at Christmas. And it seemed a da...
This is a (mostly) true experience I had back in 1974. The names have been changed, primarily due to a lack of memory, however, the circumstances and 95% of the story is truth. ***** My wife and I had lived in New York State, where we both had grown up. In 1973, after 5 years of marriage, we had separated, partly due to my final admission and acceptance th...
While my attraction to women is strong, bordering on extreme, I've come to acknowledge, mostly thanks to the age of the www, that I am definitely bi-curious. I had one experience in my youth where I was the object of some uninvited touching. It was nowhere near what I've written in this story, but it's something I've come back to again and again as being the...
"Life comes at ya' from all sides." Henry used to tell me. "Trick is to find the opportunity in all the mess." Henry had been a friend and mentor. I had bought his house when he was forced to move into an assisted living facility. There were a few things left behind in a box in the attic and I had tracked him down to return them. It turned out, Henry had ser...
Sue's 1962 red Impala convertible had a pillow in the backseat, which Eddie Perry found quite convenient to place under her lower back so she could comfortably recline in the back corner of the seat behind the driver's position. She was maneuvered so that she could spread and bend her legs to enable him, naked, to take most of his weight on his knees, betwee...
I feel so embarrassed, how could Tag have known I was here? Things had gotten totally out of hand once I had realized that I was being played the fool and our three workers had more in mind than simply cooling off and enjoying the freedom of a week's sweat to be washed away by innocent fun. God damned, I must have come across as the biggest idiot in the wor...
I was broke. I had lost my job and I decided to make some changes, some big changes. I was heading home to work in my brother's restaurant in Spokane, WA. That's where I was born and raised. I left ten years ago after my father has disowned me for coming out of the closet. "No son of mine will be a faggot". Those words were still painful a decade later. My...
It had taken me a long while to build up enough courage to make a trip to Camp Black Bear. I had read about the all male campground long before, but being an in-the-closet bisexual at the time, I had pretty much avoided any of the traditional gay bars or meeting places. However, I had read on another website that they were having their yearly July Motorcycle...
Shane and I had known each other in college for 3 years. We were both tired of our roommates this year. Shane complained about his playing music late into the night while he tried to study. Mine was worried he would miss class so he woke up 3 hours early for his first class which was 3 hours earlier than I had to get up and was a slob. This year we both had...
Davy and I had been best friends for several years in high school and were very close. We were best man at each other's wedding and lived only blocks away from each other in a mobile home park. He was the one who got me high on pot the first time, so getting together to get high was a frequent occurrence. Both of us were horny most of the time, enjoying goo...