Archive | 10.02.2010
- Death on the Rhine Ch. 16
Fritz and Clint Folsom were sitting on a banquette, teasing each other through the folds and openings of their clothes in the dimly lit club and listening to the fat lady sing. This wasn't the Cologne leather club, Chains, where Fritz was the bouncer, though. As a reward for saving him twice from being fucked to death during that Rhine River cruise, Folsom had brought Fritz home with him for a week on the town in the Big Apple. The German had been like a little puppy dog—well, a St. Bernard, really—a ... more
- First Gay, Forever Gay
I had just started my second semester at university and was almost 19. I hade always fantasized about man to man sex but never acted on it, always too scared to admit that I liked it. I had become quite friendly with one of my professors the first semester and even though I never had him for classes the second we remained good friends.
He was 45 or so, average build, thick dark hair, clean shaven and I felt, very attractive. I am about 5 ft 11in 165 so thinner but decent with muscle structure, ... more