A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years. Chapter Twenty-One. 2002 Part B. (Late-June.) Brian, thirty. At this time I travelled a lot in my work, still do but to a lesser degree; useful for meeting guys! I had completed my assignment in this particular town quite early and decided to have a quick snack before heading for hom...
Do I like children? Why, yes, I do. Do I like a lot of small children running around and screaming their collective heads off? Well, I won't say I like them, but I don't mind them, as long as they're over there and I'm someplace else, watching from afar. The trouble was that right at this moment I seemed to be surrounded by the little monsters, all yelling...
Dick Hardown was the principal of Roughton University. His job wasn't easy, but it was quite rewarding. Yes, the salary and benefits were very nice. However, the best thing about being a college principal was the students. The female students. And the hottest female students were cheerleaders. The school's football team was truly terrible. However, there wa...
He woke up groggily to the sunlight hitting his face. He was lucky that he had a programming internship, where he could afford to sleep in that late on a random Thursday. He checked his phone. 9:35 am, July 14th. His calendar was showing some random event: National Nude Day. National Nude Day?, he thought. What the hell am I supposed to do with that? Seriou...
I was sorting out some duplicate old folders of story ideas when I came across this one. I figure it says everything I want to say about these subjects, So I'll just post it to Non-erotic. Make of it what you will. *********************** *********************** Maddie came down the stairs of my old Fraternity House, down into the basement recreatio...
My Master had told me that this Halloween would be very special for both of us, and I knew enough to take him at his word. I had always thought of myself as a normal straight guy – but after a party my wife and I had attended about two years ago, he took me aside to "correct' my manners, but that is a totally different story. In short for the last two years...
Coming back for the school reunion had been a big mistake. Ten years changes everyone a lot, especially the ten years after leaving school. Most of the people who had turned up were strangers to me - I could barely remember them from school and had certainly not kept up to date with their lives since. None of my closest school friends had come back and I wa...
This piece is written at the request of a friend. I had once asked her what her secret fantasy was and she told me her idea of total freedom - giving herself up to the control of a thoughtful, sensual, successful and sophisticated man who did not have to prove he was a man to anyone. His manner and grace just radiated it. And so, she trusted him with everyth...
It was the Wednesday before college started, and I had finally managed to get myself over to the Decatur Square for the "meeting" Alexis had set up for a couple old high school classmates before we started our sophomore year. The small group was standing in front of the Starbucks, looking awkwardly at an uninvited guest. He was making a rather pathetic attem...
We decided during our first conversation on the talk line that I would refer to you as "Daddy." That was close to six months ago. It felt so naughty to call you that at first. Every time it was expected of me I hesitated and when I finally did I would blush. But now since we've been communicating so much it's become almost natural to me. Just the low groan t...