First off, I must admit I’m new to this internet stuff. I’ve only been online for a few months now. My brother got a computer and I got on the internet at his house. It is a pretty cool place. I’ve signed up with a dating service and I’ve even met a few men. I’ve even gotten lucky. I live in a small city and we don’t have a huge gay community here. There are a few local hang outs that are well known, but usually you just see the same old faces there. With this new internet dating service I discovered, I’ve talked to men from all over. Well, most of them live either in my city or in a nearby city where I can take the bus to see them. I don’t own a car and probably will never be able to afford one. Though, I don’t care. I don’t need one anyway. As long as I got the bus that is.

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I sat alone at my kitchen table. I drank a cup of coffee, smoked a cigarette. I was wondering what to do with my day and then my cellphone rang. It was my girl friend Carla.

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I really don’t know where to start. I’ve never wrote such a story before. I’ve always been the kind of gal that likes to keep her sex life to herself. But, I’m going to tell you all a little story. I love reading stories like this and I wanted you to read one about me. I have to admit, I can’t use my real name. Nor will I use my old boyfriend’s real name. I have an important job and so does he. He would be so pissed at me if he lost his job because of me.
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I’ve never known a man like Ted. He’s been both my worst enemy and my best friend. Hell, we have been lovers off and on for the past year or so. I don’t know what it is, but there seems to be magic at times. While other times it is nothing but pure hell. I don’t know if the good times outweigh the bad times. Maybe I’ll find a man some day that is just the good side of Ted. For now, I’ll settle with Ted I guess. We’re together for now. Who knows how long. I’m going to tell you about sex we had a few weeks ago. It was something else. Really hot, if you get the drift.

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West Palm Beach didn’t have many cold snaps, but when one did rake the city the weather seemed twice as frigid as it actually was. Virginia Stanton sat alone in her office on the third floor of Prism Design’s building overlooking the Intra-coastal Waterway. She had been chilly all day, mainly because of the dampness in the air; Forty-eight degrees outside wasn’t all that cold. Factor in the wind and cold breath of the Atlantic Ocean, however, and chilly became outright icy.

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Roger had been working with Ben for about six months and had decided that he really was a cool guy. They shared the same sense of humour and had several interests in common so it was natural that they began to spend a lot of time together.

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A little about me to set the scene, I’m early thirties and a professional guy who lives alone in a rented top floor apartment (this has some relevance later on!), I look after myself and keep myself in shape. However, my fetish (we all have them, even if we don’t admit it), is I adore women’s clothing, shoes and dressing up to change myself into Ellie.

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I had found and joined a gay website in the hope of meeting another bi bloke, Cross dresser or She male that appealed enough to me for me to overcome my shyness enough at least for meet. I knew I was quite happy for virtually anyone who appealed to me to wank or blow my cock and would be quite happy to return a wank. Needless to say I am married and like all men want more than I get, but any extra would have to be extremely discrete for the obvious reasons.
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Bernie looked around as he entered the Cavalier d’Eon, checking out the patrons. Spying his friend Ron, he worked his way over to him. Ron was sitting at the bar, back to it, also checking out the patrons.

“How’s it hanging, Ron boy,” Bernie asked, easing between Ron and the guy sitting next to him.

“Low as usual, Bern,” Ron replied, turning to his beer on the bar.

The barista came over and Bernie ordered a beer. “Anything interesting?” he asked.

Ron looked at two women sitting together at a far table, like scared deer in a den of wolves, which was exactly their situation. “Looks like two first timers over there.”

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There’s the perfect bar in my town. Straights and gays alike turn out to see the queens perform two shows a night, but queens never turned me on, sexually speaking. The Nitro always had plenty of other — better — action, in my opinion, around the pool tables, in the bathrooms and on the patio.
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