Gay fiction stories

Paul knew that he possessed none of the characteristics of the gay male stereotype. And in all probability that was equally true of Richard. Not that he knew Richard, the guy he was about to connect, the man who had placed the gay ad to which he had replied. Their contact to date had been limited to a single, quite concise, telephone conversation. Yet Paul felt able already to build up a picture in his brain because the name 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, long before Paul had started to reach to terms with his have sexuality.

The prospect of meeting such a man 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 recognizing 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 good be Paul’s equal in these respects, and this was appealing to Paul who had drawn-out ago dismissed the idea