"Sometimes you need to make a quick stop to get your rocks off!"
It was a nice sunny, summer day. I needed gas and a pack of cigarettes, so I pulled into a local gas station. There were a couple of cars, and a large pop truck sitting in the parking lot. I went...
"Gikas was a dirty ogre but a great fuck…"
After graduation, I rented an apartment from an octogenarian couple, the Williams’. They were a family of breeders, as I will explain. Mr. and Mrs. Williams had five children. Their eldest daughter who had married a Greek had five children....
"Two disc golf buddies have some fun on and off the course"
It was a beautiful mid-summer day—not too hot yet warm enough to be comfortable in as little clothse as legally allowed—and I was out playing some disc golf. If you're unfamiliar with it, it's like golf but with frisbees. I...
"I looked at his bronze skin, brown eyes and killer smile..."
We were best friends, buddies, pals. We were inseparable. Andy had no clue (so I thought) as to my true feelings for him. He didn't know how I fantasized about him when I lay in my bed at night beating...
"A blast from the past transforms my life…"
Back in the nineteen sixties, when I was a kid, all the PC (politically correct) crap that infests the world today simply didn’t exist. In those days, if a kid was stupid, as many of us were, people simply accepted...
Garrett and I had known each other since high school, senior year. After that, we'd gone to college together. Shared a dorm room. It was somewhere during that time, not sure when that we started fucking. Not boyfriend—boyfriend fucking. Just...
"Two young gay Chicagoans find each other and build a happy life together"
CHAPTER 1Kyle Sinclair, the main character – let us call him the hero – of this story, is a Chicagoan; aged eighteen at the start of this story, Kyle is active, young, muscular, sexually superbly equipped; and potentially totally gay....
"It was a romantic night on the waterfront"
It's late and all the stores are closed. The crowds have dwindled down and nearly everyone has gone home for the evening. I'm down at the Seattle Waterfront Park, at the fence in the darkness, overlooking the water, far enough...
"A lone snowboarder goes for the ride of his life."
With the summer still pounding down on us for at least the next few weeks, I thought I would share a story to bring you to a nice, chilled place. A little story to hopefully transport you to a place...
