Doug Deeson's musings

They didn’t have a place to play, at least with each other.  Al was married, with two kids and John lived with his brother. Neither was out, so neither was willing to wreck their home lives.   It made things difficult for them and limited the times they could play. Still, they managed to carve out times, here and there.  They’d fuck in Al’s car, or sneak into the other’s home when they were alone. The thing was that John was tired of sneaking around, he was ready to come out and he wanted Al to join him.  For John, that wouldn’t be a major change, for Al it would mean the end of his marriage, possibly losing his kids and he wasn’t ready to do that.  Not familiar with gay culture, they didn’t know about bath houses.   And so, they resorted to sneaking around with each other.   This was the mid-eighties, they didn’t have cell phones and no internet.   They managed though. On this night, Al called John and asked if John was free.   “I...

 He took Phil’s hand and placed it on his cock.  Phil could feel it hardening under his hand. “Jake, what are you doing?” “You…. I hope,” replied Jake. Phil pulled his hand back, though he did linger for just a moment, feeling the hardening cock under his palm.   “Jake,” he stammered, “I’m flattered but I’m with Connor.   And, well, we haven’t had that discussion yet on if we should be open.   I’ll be honest, I’m flattered, beyond flattered to be honest, and not a little turned on but Connor and I are, well, Connor and I, and I can’t do anything until I talk to him.” Jake stood up in the boat and his cock tenting his shorts, it appeared to stand almost straight out. “I’m sorry, I know, you’re with Connor, one of my best friends and I’m completely embarrassed by my behaviour.   I don’t even know what I’m thinking, I have a fiancé, a very pregnant fiancé.   What the hell am I doing Phil?” As he said this, he started to gesticulate madly and ...

 It had been almost 7 months since their first date, that celebratory dinner right after the house closed.  It had been a good year for both, of them. The baseball season had wound down and Connor had had a fantastic year. The team had clinched the wild card spot and won that series but lost in the division championship series. Everyone had played well both throughout the regular and post season, there was good chemistry and high hopes for the new season, to come. Phil, having connected with Connor, soon became an agent for other celebrity clients. He arranged short- and long-term rentals, as well as higher end sales.   His clientele shifted and he found himself doing very well financially.   He bought a new car, a BMW. Between them things were mostly great.   There was some tension, due to Connor’s closet which Connor had eased a little bit.   He’d begun his coming out process.   He’d told his parents and they had completely accepted him with love...