I remember it, as if it were yesterday. I was forty, looked 30, and buff from working out at the gym. The marriage was crumbling-and no sex from the wife. The sex with guys was getting better and better- so I didn't care.
Doug and his straight stepbrother Fede never saw eye to eye growing up, after an incident separated them, they reunite as young adults for a summer vacation they won’t forget .
It was a cold Saturday morning , and the next car coming along stopped. Unfortunately it was the Sheriff's car. He was older, looked distastefully at my pale purple hair, and ordered me and my backpack into the car.
This story is made up of some life events from my personal life with some name changes and merged encounters. I meet up with a security guard on Grindr a few times for dates and some public discreet encounters.
This story is based on some real life events, name changes of course for privacy.
Young masculine Brent is a discreet guy looking for some ass. He probes Craigslist to set up a hook up but while waiting he unexpectedly starts talking with someone else.
Matthew had left Noah after two years of living together. It hurt more than Noah wanted to admit. On Friday he asked for Monday off and that eventing hit the road to try to forget.
In the opening chapter, Pete found himself on an unexpected date with Mitch after the young man had driven 700 miles to meet him. After a few beers, the mutual attraction is obvious, so they head to Pete’s condominium.
I would meet with this sexy young twink twice a year, and on other occasions, for hot marathon sex. He was a young pastor, just starting out, and so I got to "teach him" what the "missionary position" is really all about.
Young Pete, bored one night, decides to watch his brother compete in his bowling league. He stops rooting for his brother's team when he sets his eyes on a stud from the opposing team.
Our story began at the underwear rack at Lord & Taylor in Boston's Back Bay. Shopping for undies I chanced upon a handsome married-to-a-woman newbie shopper from suburbia named Mark. We struck up a conversation, which led to a drink at a bar, which led to much more.