A blue Datsun stopped. I ran up, carrying my small travel bag. I looked in the open window and saw a blond long-haired guy. “Headed out towards the Cape?” he asked. “Yeah.” “Hop in.” Great! I’d been waiting at the side of the highway for over an hour. “Where are you going?” he asked. He looked friendly. “Provincetown.” “Aha. You’re in luck. I’m going there.” “Great!” I was truly glad. I’d be at my journey’s end shortly! “...

I'd been participating in a chat site called "Blue Chat" for about two years. Later in my life, I discovered an interest in other guys when I found erotic solo pictures of some guys really exciting. I was happily married to a wonderful woman but I still found myself thinking sensual thoughts about guys early in the morning when I was alone. One morning, on a quick impulse, I joined the Blue Chat after I discovered they ha...

CHAPTER THREE—Sally’s Sculpture Project Sally resolved to make serious progress over the weekend on the design of her big sculpture project. She went cheerfully to the library first thing Saturday morning. She spent several hours going through a wide variety of art history books. She analyzed pictures of sculptures, paintings and drawings of the human figure, especially the male figure. She decided firmly that she was goi...