Gay relationships Stories

It all happened way too fast. My landlord knocked at 8 a.m. sharp, holding a letter and wearing that weird fake-sympathy look people make when they’re about to screw you over. His daughter was moving back in, he said. A bad breakup. He needed the room. I had to be out by that night. No warning. No plan. Just a bag, a panic sweat, and a list of contacts I barely had the guts to message. I had only just moved to this city t...

I had moved to Florida and built a house just as the market crashed in 2008. I lost a beautiful house, a slutty wife, and every dime I had all in about six months. I suppose I had always had a suppressed gay thing going on and was at a point where I thought, what the heck, at least I will test the water. I didn't have much else going for me but freedom right then. I figured at 50 I better experiment while I still had a li...

Drew and Dave.Dave and Drew stood near the gate to the house yard. They watched as Tess's car made its way down the long driveway to the main road. They saw her stop next to the letter box and then turn right. She was on he way. Her first solo drive home. As she disappeared behind a row of trees at the bend in the road the two men looked at each other. "Do you want to go for a ride on the quad bikes?" Drew asked his partn...