Es war zwei Uhr nachts und Franklin lag wach in seinem Bett. Neben ihm hörte er den regelmäßigen Atem seines Freundes. Er schaute in seine Richtung und sah das Benjamin tief schlief. Obwohl er ihn erst vor einer Stunde genommen hatte und Benjis Sperma noch immer durch einen Plug in Franklins Arsch gehalten wurde, konnte Franklin nicht anders und begann mit s...
"Prince Rupert," I said, rising from my seat at the outdoor patio of the American Bagel and Coffee Company Café. I hadn't seen him approach with his coffee in one hand and a bagel on a plate in the other. I'd been watching a young man enter Vaduz's Kunstmuseum square, look around, and then indirectly move toward where I was sitting. I wasn't at the café by a...
Maybe it was how free the young waiter was with the boisterous crowd on Saturday afternoon in the Rothenburg, Germany, bierstübe—beerhall—with him touching the men and them touching him and patting his biceps, chest, and bottom as he passed, swinging up to six full beer steins in his hands without losing a drop of lager. The array of steins looked almost as...
Jacket Lost It was the first time I'd worn the jacket and I'd lost it. I had other jackets, but when I'd gone out the day before, I'd decided this one would be best to wear, and I was right. The temperature in Paris was changing, and there was a great variation between late morning and mid afternoon. It was too nice out to want to go to indoor cafés. The Pa...
Wenn man an unsere Schule auf die Toilette möchte, muss man einen langen Flur hinunterlaufen und an dessen Ende um eine Ecke herum. So ist die Tür nicht zu sehen bis man direkt davor steht. Außerdem hört man darin die Schritte jeden Schülers, der daran vorbeikommt schon von weitem. Diese Lage des stillen Örtchens brachte mir ein ganz besonderes Erlebnis ein....
Reno let himself into the Shinjuku-sanchome, Tokyo, art gallery hallway and quietly went from room to room, running along the left of the hallway from front to back, to make sure that Haruo had closed down everything properly. Haruo's better innings were past him. He seemed to be deteriorating more and more each day. He had suggested that Reno might want to...
I'd known him a little while, a few months at my new work, we got to be quite good friends. I knew Eddie was gay, I was straight, this was just information, I didn't need to persuade myself this was fine, no more than I had to persuade myself it was okay he was black, this was who he was, who I was. I guess I knew he had a slight thing for me, I didn't mind,...
I don't know what kept pulling me back to his picture. He wasn't posing naked or near naked as many of the other men on the Internet senior dating service were. But he looked just so attractive to me—and he set my imagination going. Standing against a concrete wall plastered with graffiti in blue lettering, he was wearing a blue denim jacket over a red and b...