Short gay stories

Paul knew that he possessed none of the characteristics of the gay male stereotype. And in all probability that was equally real of Richard. Not that he knew Richard, the dude he was about to meet, the man who had placed the same-sex attracted ad to which he had replied. Their contact to date had been limited to a single, quite compact, telephone conversation. Yet Paul felt fit already to create up a picture in his consciousness because the specify announced on the telephone had not been unfamiliar. Quite the contrary, in fact, for this stranger was a figure from the past. He had been noted for his involvement in gay liberation a decade ago, extended before Paul had started to reach to terms with his own sexuality.

The prospect of encounter such a human would be daunting to some. Paul, however, merely regarded it as an intriguing prospect. There was nothing strange in this, for, if he had been late in identifying himself as gay, his eventual acceptance had been without reservations. This made him very positive in outlook and strong in manner. The history of Richard’s achievements suggested he might well be Paul’s equal in these respects, and this was appealing to Paul who had long ago dismissed the idea