Chapter 4: Ceremonies and Consummations The tall dark man stood proudly at the side of his soon-to-be Spouse. His hair, as black as a raven's wing was shining, tied neatly in black silk ribbon at the nape of his neck. His deep brown eyes radiated joy. He was certain that on this day, his perpetually slightly stubbled cheeks were smooth enough to rival those...
Revised version copyright 2006 by the author. It was Terry who introduced me to Richard and Wes. He'd called on Saturday afternoon to make sure I was going to be at Splash, the new downtown bar, that evening. "My friends from Houston are in town and I'd really like you to meet them," he said. "Any friends of yours are friends of mine, Terry, but you know,...
Copyright 2011 by the author. * It rained really hard the first day I was in Honolulu, but the second morning dawned bright and clear. Rain in Hawai'i isn't unusual in February, but these showers were really heavy, to the point where some smaller roads on the north shore of O'ahu were flooded. Not that it really mattered to me since I was in Waikiki, wher...
In more recent years I look back on my mid-1970s (and then again early 1980s) Bangkok adventure and just shake my head, wondering what we were thinking we were doing then and how shallow we must have been to be so totally focused on beautiful bodies and the striving for perpetual orgasm. I think that for most of those I played with for two-and-a-half years...
I was nineteen, shy, skinny and awkward. Needless to say I was still a virgin and everyone thought that I was simply sexless. But what they didn't know was the kind of thoughts that pounded through my head. My dreams were filled with beautiful lads, with pretty faces and sexy, ripe red lips. I dreamed of redheads and blondes with snake hips and big, sparkli...
Life was little different in the mansion hugging the snow-clad mountainside at Snowshoe than it was in Hoagie's inn. Less demanding—in terms of service both at table and in the bed—and the surroundings certainly more sumptuous. But very little different in terms of feeling owned and controlled—and isolated, all alone in the world. I cursed Buddy nearly daily...
God, it was hot in the team shower. Gavin had been cold; in fact, freezing cold, the game had not been good, especially for his team. The cold seemed to have got into everyone's bones. They had lost four goals to one. The game is hockey. Gavin had just played his first ever game for the first team, although he had been a member of the club for two years n...
Many things changed my first spring at the university. Of course there was having what could only be called a steady boyfriend. That was something that I could not even have imagined only months before. My relationship with Greg evolved from two friends sharing the joy of male on male sex through friendship to what would have to be called romance. I can't pi...
I serve them salad in white ceramic dishes. Without dressing. Magister Vance reaches out to the clasp of the short pleated white kirtle I'm wearing. He waits, allowing my refusal as protocol demands, for everything here is done through humility and consent. Naturally, as etiquette dictates, I allow his hands free rein. He unclasps the belt, and I inhale, ho...
OH MY GOD!! 10 o'clock in the morning and I've had more sex than any one man could possibly handle. How wrong that thought turned out to be. We weren't even one-third of the way toward our goal. What a mixed bag of emotions. I was physically spent and energized at the same time. Spent from the incredible session I'd just had, yet energized with the fantas...