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A Day in the Life of a High Tech Queer |
True story which I wrote in an attempt to get in touch with my own
feelings after a breakup. Written 9/22/92 I expected it to be a
horrible read and not of any merit whatsoever. No erotic content.
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Andrew |
Based on a trip to B Street in San Mateo
this quasi-autobiographical piece is an effort to write something
moderately erotic but not pornographic. November 1993.
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Andy |
Autobiographical account of my first sexual
experiences. Rather erotic I suppose. True.
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Another Day, Another Shirt |
Autobiographical
tale of a trip to Sunnyvale Town Center with my friend Donald and
how we struck up a friendship with a young lady. Not erotic
at all, but perhaps gay positive.
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Bacon |
Autobiographical erotica from my first gay
affair in California. This is definitely erotic.
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More Bacon Please |
More autobiography about Bacon
and myself. June 1992, weekend of the gay pride parade in SF.
Definitely erotic. Also read The Closet Door for continuity in
time.
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Honeymoon Beach |
Written May through July 1994
this is an autobiographical account of my first trip to a nude
gay beach. Some erotic content.
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Billy |
Fictional story written from the perspective
of a straight teenager about his gay classmate. Young man is
expelled from home when he comes out to his parents, moves to New
York. This one seems especially popular with gay teens who seem
to identify with it. Written in August or September of 1992.
Not even slightly erotic.
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Bobby |
Fictional erotica in which I purposely set
out to test my ability to write a story that Pat Robertson would
hate. Not a single word is factual, but it may be a good read.
Circa September 1992. Highly erotic.
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Brett |
Fictional story of a gay man whose lover has
just died of AIDS. This story was inspired by the suffering of a
personal friend who was going through just such an experience,
though he has never seen it to my knowledge. Writing this story
was a very depressing experience. I never read it. Not erotic.
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China Boy |
Autobiographical account of a blind date arranged
through a gay BBS. See also The Fair for more about our brief
relationship.
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The Closet Door |
Story of a day that was a major
turning point in my life, the Annual Gay Pride Parade in San
Francisco and my participation in it with my life friend Donald
Roth. Published on the front page of the San Jose gay paper "Our Paper, Your
Paper" on 7/15/92 after Donald insisted I submit it, - with my name -
it made me realize that I was out of the closet and I might have some slight potential as a writer. Two
months later I converted my four year old straight BBS to a gay
BBS named "The Closet Door". Then in March 1993 I learned that
four of us involved with operating the Closet Door in the parade
had won a Cable Car Award from the parade committee. The award
was presented to High Tech Gays on 3/20/93. NOT erotic.
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Coming Out in Love |
Autobiographical account of my
relationship with a young man in Massachusetts just prior to
moving to California, this is essentially the same story as
Heaven On Earth but without the erotic content.
Written in California after the fact in order to allow posting on
BBSes and message bases that do not permit erotica. This story
describes my relationship with Brian from Massachusetts, not to
be confused with Sweet Sweet Brian from California and Bawmer.
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David |
Autobiographical account of a one night stand
setup through a gay BBS. Highly erotic, at the time, my longest
short story.
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Dream Date |
Autobiographical account of my extreme
crush on my (now) very good friend Brian from Bawmer, not to
be confused with Brian from Massachusetts. Brian did not feel
the same way about me as I did about him, so today he is my
friend. I really like this piece, I think it is very
emotional and romantic. As with many of my little ditties I
tried to show gay love as being very much human, which of course
it is. Not erotic, but very romantic.
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Heaven on Earth |
My first ever gay love story,
true in every single detail, it describes my relationship with
Brian from Massachusetts. Highly erotic and gay positive, it is
the only story in my little collection written while I was still
living in Massachusetts. Originally written only for Brian, he
gave me permission to share it with the world, and I certainly
have done so.
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Jamie on The Beach |
Highly erotic, and sadly only
slightly true account of a trip to Florida with my best friend
Joe's brother Jamie. Jamie is real, Joe is real, the trip took
place, but sadly I never did get into Jamie's pants. Writing
this story gave me a tremendous release of sexual frustration
that had stayed with me for many years.
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Jessica |
Hot encounter with a male homosexual
transvestite. A subset of humor and old fashioned gaiety pervades
my first short story for 1994. Explicit gay sex, love it, did
it, got the Tshirt. Read PRAYER.TXT, read "Jessica", maybe there
is a God? Nahhhh....
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Joey - Barbara |
Extremely accurate account of
an encounter at the 241 Club in Worcester Massachusetts with a
drag queen. Very erotic. What this story fails to mention is
the fact that Joey and I were lovers after this first night.
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Jose |
Written on New Years Eve 1992 this story was
an attempt to fight the loneliness and frustration I felt at
spending another New Years Eve alone. Erotic and (I hope) very
gay positive, it describes an imaginary one night stand. Thanks
to Anheuser Busch and 7-11 for the inspiration for this story.
The owls really do sing to me in the morning.
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The K-Mart |
Written on a dare from my good friend
and lovely former roommate Donald Roth 9/93 this was going to be
an attempt at comedy-porn. As I was writing it, the story decided
to become comedy-horror-porn. It's not really very good IMHO.
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Mark, Part One |
The fictional Seth series
continues as I meet Seth's best friend Mark. Poor Seth!
I started this one just after finishing Seth part 7, around April
1993. It sat idle for a long time as I developed my ill fated
relationship with someone in real life.
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Mark, Part Two |
This episode begins as I lay Mark
down on his bed in his hotel room. Then, well, imagine what
happens next. Then you can read it and see how well you did.
Definitely homoerotic! Rather hot I suppose. I liked writing it.
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Michael |
Written in August 1992 as a response to
Pat Buchanan's notoriously evil speech at the Republican National
Convention this is my most important, favorite, best, most inspired
piece to date. This is the second revision, done in September 1992.
It is a FICTIONAL story in which I describe my meeting a guy named
Michael and our subsequent love affair. It does not have a happy
ending. Published December 1992 in Wilde Oaks, the literary
magazine of the Billy DeFrank Lesbian and Gay Community Center in
San Jose.
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The Meeting |
Written in October and November 1992,
this is a story about my first P-FLAG meeting. Published in
January 1993 in the first edition of OUT!Now (a now-defunct San Jose gay
newspaper) and later published in March 1993 in the South Bay
P-FLAG newsletter. This is one of my best and favorite items.
P-FLAG is Parents and Friends of Lesbians and Gays.
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Phoenix |
July 28th, 1993. Less than a week
after my ex-lover, ex-fiancee, who was never going to leave me
left; I have a blind date arranged through a BBS. But I get a
service call in Phoenix Arizona. True story.
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The Pizzaboy |
Written not long after the suicide
of my lover in February 1996, erotica, fiction.
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Rainbows, Places, People and Things |
A very morbid
story in which death is used as a metaphor for the feeling of
disassociation. Written during a time of extreme depression,
like a woman suffering pain just before a child is born, I was
living my grief just before getting over it. October 1993.
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Raoul(Gary) |
An autobiographical account of my first
time giving a blowjob. Written in March 1992, about 24 years
after the event took place. Highly erotic I suppose. A minor
item in my opinion.
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Birth of a Rebel |
Purely autobiographical short story,
describes how a crazy nun made me a radical - interwoven with my
struggle with the government during the Vietnam war. 1996.
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Seth Part One |
Over the Christmas holidays (1992)
my very good friend Sweet Sweet Brian and I went to visit my
ex- Bacon at his new home in The City (that's San Francisco
for out-of-towners). The two of them, having read many of my
stories, cooked up this idea of my writing a series of seemingly
autobiographical stories about myself and a fictional lover. As
part of this conspiracy I was to pretend on the bulletin boards
which I frequent that Seth was really my lover. Sweet Sweet
Brian helped me to develop the character of Seth over dinner
that night at Shouts (awful gat bar in Redwood City CA). In this
first episode I meet Seth, we go on our first date, and we kiss in a
public parking lot. Written after the fashion of an old fashioned
serial, this first episode was released on January 5th 1993.
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Seth Part Two |
Seth and I go on a
second date, end up making out on his couch, and he suddenly
thrusts his hand... Well, read it. January 1993.
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Seth Part Three |
Picks up with his hand, well,
anyway before it is over he is, well, I had a whole lot of fun
writing this one. January 1993.
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Seth Part Four |
By this time I was bouncing
from trying to develop the relationship to writing hot sex
scenes. I also was developing an ill fated relationship in my
real life. January 1993.
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Seth Part Five |
It was starting to
feel more like work than fun. February 1993.
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Seth Part Six |
How long can I keep cranking
these out ? By this point Sweet Sweet Brian was having trouble
motivating himself to even read the stories about the character
he had invented, and everybody on the bulletin boards knew that Seth
had been a hoax. February 1993.
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Seth Part Seven |
The last of the stories in
which Seth is my lover, but the series continues in Mark, Part One
Mark is Seth's best friend. At the end of part seven I meet Mark,
and, well, read it. Whew. I've had fantasies about the Seth/Mark
series eventually becoming a novel. Fantasies can be very nice at
times. March 10th, 1993.
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Steve Meets Steve |
Erotic and autobiographical
account of my relationship with a guy named Steve in Worcester
Massachusetts. The first guy I ever wanted to have inside my
tight little butt. Well it was tight then, honest.
Written in August 1992.
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Thanksgiving |
Anger and sadness at the time of
Thanksgiving 1992. An account of my visit to Sacramento and my
sister, her husband (to whom I came out), my nieces and some
other folks whose company I did NOT enjoy. An indictment of
the hunger and thirst for power, wealth and the vicious
preservation of the status quo that is all too common in the
medical industry. Through my own personal anguish I try to show
the reasons for "Gay Anger". Not at all erotic or happy, but
completely autobiographical and true. November 1992.
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The Fair |
An account of a trip to the Castro
Street Fair with my then boyfriend China Boy in
which I weave the details of our relationship with the events of
the day. Gay Tee Shirts!!! Autobiographical, October 1993.
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| Threeway on the Freeway |
A conscious and
deliberate attempt to write gay erotica with absolutely no
redeeming social value whatsover. I guess that makes it porno.
Not a single word is true, nothing like this ever happened,
except for the fact that I do have a sister who lives in
Sacramento.
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The Vacation of Coming Out |
Militant fag who is
now Out of The Closet returns to Massachusetts to attend the
high school graduation of his oldest son. Yes, I said son. I'm
one of those Queers who got married thinking it would go away.
Oh well. I really pissed off my ex-wife bigtime. Maybe I was a
little bit militant ? Autobiographical.
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A Gay Weekend |
From December 1992, intended to be
my classic short story, friendship with Donald Roth, my crush on
Sweet Sweet Brian, my addiction to coffee, my intolerance of
Bible Thumpers and an ACT UP! demonstration are all interwoven
in this autobiographical piece. Release of this story was
delayed while it was edited, shortened and modified to the
satisfaction of real people in the story. Eventually released
February 1993.
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Christmas Eve |
Desperation, loneliness, the holiday
blues. Three thousand miles away from the children I love and
my first Christmas away from them, this item is basically a
pity party for myself. Read it if you are feeling a need to be
depressed. Written on December 24th, 1992. About being gay,
lonely, and for the very first time three thousand miles away
from everyone I love at Christmas. I'm tempted to make this
file go away forever because Christmas ended up being a very
nice experience for me, much to my joy and surprise. If nothing
else, this piece is autobiographical.
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A Bar |
Really poor poem about a great lesbian bar.
November 1993.
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BBS Flirtations |
I was really pissed off on Wed 3/9/94
when I drove all the way up to The City to meet a flake in a bar
and the jerk did not show up. Writing this poem helped to relieve
the tension. Title courtesy dawn E. roth.
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Bikeride |
My first attempt at a poem. Published
in the third edition of Wilde Oaks (the magazine of the Billy
DeFrank Lesbian and Gay Community Center). Not erotic but perhaps
slightly romantic. Written on a Saturday afternoon in 1992 when I
should have been doing my laundry.
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Bunny |
You see, it's like this, I was having a
whole lot of difficulty dealing with one of my breakups. So I
got myself a lesbian psychologist, Luna the Lesbian. One of the
many very good things that came from that experience was her
suggestion I get a stuffed animal to hug at night. I was not
sleeping well. This short poem is obviously about my bunny
rabbit. He is yellow.
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Cigarette |
My second poem, written on the same
date as "Bikeride". I really should have been doing my laundry.
Vaguely semi-erotic. A straight friend described it as Soft Porn,
but I really do not see that it is erotic at all. Please note that
I long ago gave up tobacco!
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Coffee High |
A very brief poem, for a brief love.
2/25/94.
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Daybreak |
A short poem written on a cocktail
napkin at my favorite lesbian bar - The Daybreak- in Mountain
View CA.
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The Fag |
A short poem written in August 93. Militant.
Published in the (late) magazine of the Billy DeFrank Lesbian and Gay Community Center, Wilde Oaks Volume 4, December 1993 and in "All Your
Dreams Fulfilled ..." volume 2, December 1993. Undoubtedly my best poem.
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Failure to Learn |
Short poem written about Santa Clara County Coroner Norman Sanders, the homophobe
who evicted me from my own home on February 9th, 1996.
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He Is |
A short poem written for and about a man I've seen a
few times. March 1994.
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Life Cycles |
Quaint little ditty written during a brief euphoric moment. I like this one. 1996.
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Love Songs |
Short poem written on a napkin at The Daybreak 2/27/94.
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Memorial Day
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Poetic commentary on a holy holiday for the glorious... Well, read it.
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Mississippi |
Poem written 3/1/94 when I was fed
up with being gaybashed on bulletin boards. Fiction, I'm pleased
to say. Title courtesy dawn E. roth.
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Morning Man |
A poem inspired by a mysterious man
whose name will not be mentioned. A real man, in fact a REAL MAN!
Woof! We were dating each other as of 9/6/93, the date of this
item. As always, things end.
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Naked |
About a guy I was dating. I think this is a good one.
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Power |
A look at power and the nature of those who seek it. 1996.
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A Prayer |
Written in a lesbian bar in November 1993
this poem is intended to offend the easily offended and amuse the
easily amused. It can be very important to know what it is that
we want. Prayer can focus our mental energy in a productive and
future oriented way. It matters not if prayers are heard, since
we must make them come true.
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Sugar |
A short poem, about a transvestite lover.
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Touch |
Inspired by my tremendous crush on Sweet
Sweet Brian from California (now back in Bawmer) I still do not
know how to classify this short piece. I suppose it resembles
poetry, it is certainly not a short story, I guess it might be
called prose. Written in November 1992. Sensuous without being
pornographic - I guess.
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Like a Virgin |
Poem writtem 3/9/94. Donald liked it, which is usually a good sign.
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