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The Window Cleaner Ch. 02: Drake

by sr71plt on Dec 23, 2017
Gay Male

Lunchtime took me down 48th Street, almost to the docks, in the Hell's Kitchen area of Midtown Manhattan West. I was looking for more than a sandwich and a beer. I was fuckin' horny. So I was in a homo dive I knew about. I'd forgotten that it was mostly for shittin' fairy types, though, and had just finished wolfing down my burger and beer and had lit up a C...

The Window Cleaner Ch. 01: Boyd

by sr71plt on Dec 24, 2017
Gay Male

[This is a completed, three-chapter novella, which will complete posting by 20 December 2017.] ***** I had waited patiently through three watered-down drinks in the downstairs club on Chelsea's 22nd Street, waiting for him to come out to dance the pole. I had glimpsed him coming out to do his number the last time I'd been in the bar. But it had been late a...

The Window Cleaner Ch. 03: Maury

by sr71plt on Dec 30, 2017
Gay Male

If there was one thing I'd have to identify as Boyd Ames being the most useful to me it would be introducing me to Drake Simpson. The man was gorgeous and forceful just the way I like them—and cocky. That's just the way I like to break them. A control freak—just like I am—so a worthy challenge. I know a secret about control, having it and keeping it, though....

The Window

by unknownmuse on Feb 6, 2018
Gay Male

The following is a work of fiction. All characters have attained the age of 21 years or older. **** I had just checked into my hotel in rural bum fuck just as the sun set. Dragging my bags into the hotel through the rain had left me cold and a tired. "Damn it!" I shouted at myself. I realized I had left my phone in the car after getting undressed for a...

Second Window

by Transverse on Nov 27, 2018
Gay Male

Thank god the dining room is still open. I set my briefcase on a small red and yellow table and walk through the tangle of poles and ropes to get to the counter. The cashier comes over from the drive-thru window and takes my order, occasionally turning toward the kitchen to shout. She can't be more than sixteen, but her motions are practiced and sure. One...

Rear Windows

by KenJames on Jun 4, 2019
Gay Male

Dave Burke scanned through his notes, then pushed the laptop aside and looked out the window over his desk, trying to think of an opening sentence. It was Wednesday afternoon and Dr. Hillier, his Freshman English instructor, had assigned a 500 word essay for Friday. He was renting one of the units in a two-story duplex. The bedrooms were on the second floor...

The Window Ch. 01

by RCscrudato on Apr 14, 2020
Gay Male

Hi, I'm Joe, forty-three, married, happily, and living in the 'burbs'. I've got an incredible wife, Babs, and a pair of twin boys Rick and Rob. We live a very normal life. Well, not quite. Babs is a sexual tiger. We have sex everywhere. Once the boys came along and got to the age where they would know, we had to stop fucking with them in the room. Babs and I...

Rear Windows Ch. 02

by KenJames on Oct 22, 2019
Gay Male

Author's Note "Rear Windows" was intended to be a one-part story, describing the awakening of Dave's desire for other men. I got so many requests for a sequel that I went ahead and continued the story, with some new characters on their own roads to self-discovery. I hope you enjoy the result. * * * * * * * * * * "Well, that was really something." Dave...

Rear Windows Ch. 03

by KenJames on Nov 12, 2019
Gay Male

"Jesus!" Clark jumped to his feet, staring at the two big sexy black men who'd just walked into the room. They were obviously brothers. Both were tall and muscular with rich chocolate skin, warm brown eyes, and lush lips that invited kissing. One was Clark's height—6' 2'—and the other at least two inches taller. The tall sibling was a serious bodybuilder, w...

Through the Window

by timmywells on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

Remsen, New York. A rural town in the middle of nowhere, circa 1979. ... When I left work around noon on July 5th, I didn't realize how much my life was going to change. Because business was dead, the owner of the AGWAY that I worked at during the summer let me out early. I was going to call my Dad and ask him to pick me up, but decided that because it was...