Others Stories

How easy it seems to some To vent thoughts that should remain Deep within the locked treasure chest of bygones What was shared belongs only to them It should not boggle the minds of others Hence, what thrives the blood That flows within hard aching veins Seems to delight the eyes of others These hearts that reach and feed From the hurt and pain, shame, guilt maybe Who is is? What are their names? Is it her, him or is it j...

We were in the bar together. There were six of us and we’d been talking about anything and everything that came up in our four years of our college lives. That meant everything. As we talked of course the bar got more and more crowded and more guys walked into the bar. You know where the conversation headed too at that point. It started focusing on what the girl’s were thinking about guys. There were three guys and three...

I had lots to think about after that weekend, the first letter I wrote on the Monday evening was to Margaret and Florence thanking them for the lovely time I had. Them another to Emma telling her all about it too and about how embarrassing their openness had been, yet admitted I had found it exciting. At the time I didn't think I could ever get used to such openness, yet I realized that's how I'd felt about Emma's pervers...

As we drove back to camp from our weekend in London, I was excited to realize there were others queers like us who were happy with their lifestyle choices. It was all I could think about for the longest time, and how they could socialize with others like themselves, relax and enjoy without worry or feeling ashamed. Of course I admitted to Darlene how excited I was, and thanked her over and over for introducing inviting me...

Despite our age differences I was getting quite comfortable dating Catherine, she was quite happy to drive me where ever I wanted to go anytime I chose. Picking me up from work each night, she would drive me home, or to her house on Wednesday and Friday nights, when I would spend the night with her. Wednesday evenings we would usually take in a movie, then back to her house where we both enjoyed loving one another. On the...