Weeks had now passed since my first encounter with another man. That first time with Bob had stirred so many emotional and sexual feelings within my 18 year old mind. On one hand I felt this overwhelming sense of guilt. I believe this guilt stemmed from my self identity as a straight man who strived to meet the societal norms of a straight man. As society no...
Roland frequented his local sex shop whenever he was feeling desperate for having his cock socked. That was every Friday night. Sometimes more during the week if he was feeling particularly stressed. The normal routine was to go there as it got darker. He kidded himself that he was able to hide from any passers-by, as no one would take notice of him as he en...
At the Pentagon, the Secretary of the Navy, Alan Freeman, sat in his office with a file on his desk. It had been sitting there for two weeks, needing his attention. Normally, such a file would never cross his desk. Don't ask, don't tell could and would be handled on the local level. A base commander, ship's captains, anyone but Admiral Alan Freeman; and yet,...
Normally I'd wake up regretfully, instantly turning over and trying to get back to sleep. Not today though. Today I was out of bed and on my feet practically before I had my eyes fully open. I felt giddy with excitement and could hardly wait for the day to get started. After a quick stretch and a glance out the window to make sure the weather suited my mood,...
Badru paced the room, panic rising by the second. Oh Gods, he had killed his slave! He looked down at the possibly dead man on his bedroom floor. Was he dead though? He wondered, wringing his hands. He should certainly check since it wasn't like he could ask someone else to do it. Slowly, Badru tiptoed closer, almost as if expecting the body to jump up and...
That whole night was pretty awkward. Pete was all over me on the sofa, alternating between having his arm around my shoulders and laying his head on my upper arm, lovingly, while the three of us watched a DVD movie. Ted and I kept shooting each other glances all night. He knew the only one I wanted to be curled up with on the couch with was him. And, for my...
For two weeks Nile had been a madman. The normally stubborn yet peaceful lawyer was now a short-tempered pain in the ass. His secretary and even the Agents generally tried to avoid him. They did not know nor care what had brought on the change. They just wanted to stay the hell out of his way. Nile sat alone in his office taking deep breaths as he found him...
I really don't know how to categorize this chapter. There is no incest. There is a bit of female-male rimming. Most of the action, but not all is between Owen and Bill. For that reason, I decide to put it in the "Gay Male" category. For those of you who have followed the story I hope that doesn't stop you. For those new readers, who may be exclusively gay, t...
Patrick smiled as he unlocked the door of the Personal Cards shop on one of the first days of the New Year. This was his favorite season, even better than Christmas. The single exhibit window of his small shop was already decorated with Valentine's Day cards as well as a multitude of red hearts, white courting birds and homemade silhouettes of couples kissin...
"I miss you too. But I'm glad the children are having fun at the beach." I looked at Richard where he was leaning against the kitchen counter, turned away from me. He was still naked, trim and muscular for a man of thirty-five who indulged himself in everything—and could afford to do so. That everything included a gym and a good personal trainer, though....