Maxijohndoe Queer, Fruit, Sissy, and Faggot. I’d been called them all as part of growing up gay in a small southern town. But never had those words been as hurtful as shouted by that hypocrite Daryl Moss as he sped away in his Pickup, waving my shorts out the window. I had gone with Daryl and his buddies “fishing” and they had spent a boozy weekend drinking and having me suck them off, or they’d take turns fucking my arse.
Read moreAnon. I had lost quite a bit of weight. Consequently, I was not only enjoying life more, but was more active with my 3-year-old lab ‘Sundance’, who was my best friend. We would play catch, go for walks, bike rides and he was with me all the time when I was outside. But one Saturday our relationship changed forever. I still had quite a few comfortable sweats from when I was heavier and enjoyed just pulling them on and then
Read moreAnon My story begins in a small grocery store in a small farm town. My first job was at simple foods grocery I had just turned 19 and had worked there for nearly a year today was a big sale event. All the farmers in town were gathering outside the store to show off their produce so the customers would get to know where their food comes from and who was making it. It was a happy small town and
Read moreBy Doglover I walked around the house, I couldn’t think about anything else. All that ran through my mind was one thing. No matter what I tried to concentrate on, nothing could push the wicked thought that kept intruding on me in my reverie. I walked around like a man possessed. And that was the problem. For that was what I wanted. More than anything. I wanted to be possessed. And by nothing other than my neighbour’s dog. And the
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