The Elevator Arc

A gay story: The Elevator Arc He was Asian, maybe at least half Thai. He was small, lithe, dark, sultry, with silky long black hair that Earl ran his fingers through as the young man knelt to him in the foliage behind the storage shed beside the San Francisco, skateboard park. He was eighteen. Earl … Read more

Elevator Man

A gay story: Elevator Man I had sniffed the plumber guy out myself and he had seemed interested, but I was a pretty good judge of men and I didn’t think that two resolved tops would work out. I was still mulling whether I had misjudged him when my instincts were confirmed. I’d been warned … Read more