One of the commenters on my stories said he would like to know more about me so here goes. I'm in my sixties now because I was born a long time ago. I grew up in St Catharines and came to sexual maturity in the mid-sixties. For a lot of the younger readers it will be hard to believe how different things are now compared to then. First I have to say that alt...
Being on your own all of a sudden at the tender age of 18 isn't easy, and Andy Sterling was even more ill-prepared than most for the life changing experience, both financially and emotionally. The slim paycheck he got from his job he had at the local supermarket made his choices limited, and without a car he was forced to find a place in a rather inexpensiv...
last sentence chapter 14..ass sticking out of apron This is only my second time in Fred's house. I was blown away by the massive master bath. The shower is at least 10x10, with three different shower heads located on three different walls. Hell, you could hold a naked party in there with room to spare. After an excellent dinner we sat finishing our wine and...
I grew up in Arlington Heights, Illinois, and was a late bloomer. I was also a geek, but in the mid-1960s we didn't use that term. I was a serious student who liked technical subjects and military history. Most of my free time in high school was spent playing basketball with my male friends. I had dates but most girls did not let you do anything except fondl...
Nemesis Horizon Project David Lazarian * © 2019 PROLOGUE The midnight moon was blaring over the small southwestern Ontario, Canadian town. the neighborhood bar was crowded beyond its capacity. No one noticed or even cared about the three men sitting in the dark corner. The taller of the three stood up. "You guys have been stalking me since I've left Mo...
He wasn’t looking. He was talking to a woman sitting at a table across the pool from me, but he was looking sideways at her and giving me a full-frontal view, so I snapped off a few photos. I captured the whole effect of him, just out of the pool, body beautiful, with beads of water glistening off his body in the sun. Then a few close-ups. One of his male-m...
I was so excited. At nineteen, totally gay but still a virgin in all practical respects, I was about to meet the man of my dreams who would change my status. I was going to be fucked! I'd known since an early age that I was different from the other guys I knew. They talked about girls and cunts all the time whereas I could only think about men with gigantic...
My parents died in a car crash when I was five, so I was raised by my uncle. Around the age of nine, they had their own son, Kevin. I grew up with my aunt, uncle and cousin like they were my mom, dad and brother. Around the age of thirteen or so I knew I was different because I like boys more than girls. By the time I was driving, I knew I was gay, as did my...
In 1999, I was an 18 year old high school senior. My greatest frustration in life was that I was still a virgin. Attractiveness wasn't the issue. I had light blue eyes and a mop of skater-style blond hair crowning a face of delicate, almost feminine, features. I had a thin, slightly athletic build. I wasn't athletic in the sense of having developed muscles f...
After years of being physically active, I suppose it was inevitable that I'd eventually screw something up. Now in my early forties, the decision to go head-to-head with a bunch of twenty-somethings on the basketball court may not have been the best decision. After straining the muscles and tendons in my left shoulder pretty badly, I spent several weeks with...