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My Greatest Memory, Part 2

by A Fast Runner


My Greatest Memory, Part II Back home, I put up a good front, but inside I was scared. I knew that my dad and brother would kick me out of the house if they ever found out about Barry and what we did. But Barry made me feel attractive and desirable. I got a real feeling of power seeing how I excited him. What we did made up for the insecurities I carried around everywhere else. There was a swimming pool party where Barry showed me off like I was some kind of prize. I felt like a celebrity. I had dozens of gay admirers. I glimpsed a whole new world. Gays had their own neighborhood, their own bars, their own newspapers, their own restaurants. Barry took me to a gay bathhouse hosting a "couples night." We put all our clothes into lockers and walked around naked. And we made love. In a tiny room under an enormous blacklight and outside next to the pool. An eighteen-year-old college-bound athlete and a twenty=eight-year-old photographer with an all-American demeanor. Guilt was Barry's companion after he met and got to know my dad; guilt that he wasn't a better role model for me, he said. Fearing that the cat was about to be let out of the bag, I went back into the closet allowing myself only limited contact with Barry. Being openly gay was simply not an option anymore. This website has given me an opportunity to open up, but I'm still hiding behind anonymity. I'm still afraid my dad and brother will disown me.


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3 Gay Erotic Stories from A Fast Runner

My Greatest Memory, Part 1

My Greatest Memory, Part I My dad took up jogging at forty-two after a mild heart attack. Neither my brother or I wanted him jogging alone, so we joined him. It wasn't much fun with anybody else. Neighbors who went jogging wore radio headphones. They weren't interested in anything I had to say to them. Okay, I can play that game, I thought, and I wore headphones.

My Greatest Memory, Part 2

My Greatest Memory, Part II Back home, I put up a good front, but inside I was scared. I knew that my dad and brother would kick me out of the house if they ever found out about Barry and what we did. But Barry made me feel attractive and desirable. I got a real feeling of power seeing how I excited him. What we did made up for the insecurities I carried

My Greatest Memory, Part 3

My Greatest Memory, Part III "You going to be doing anything special Saturday?" my dad asked me. "If you aren't I'm going to need your help." "Doing what? What's up." I asked. "Our friend Barry is moving. He asked me to help him with some heavy furniture." "Where's he going?" "He moving to Redlands." "Redlands! Why Redlands? That's a long

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