A Writer’s Diary Entries From Late December, 1986 Richard Grayson “ He yawned theatrically, making a little sound and stretching out his arms above his shoulders so I’d see his flexed biceps and his cute underarm hair. The kid was definitely flirting with me. Sitting there at the side of the pool, I wasn’t sure what to do next. I took off my tank top.
A Young Writer’s Diary Entries From Late April, 1983 Richard Grayson “ No, it wasn’t just sex. Hell, I see a hundred better-looking guys every day. There was something between us; it hit me like a sneak punch when I first looked into his eyes.
A 24-Year-Old’s Diary Entries From Mid-April, 1976 Richard Grayson “ I saw only one person whom I was attracted to: a beautiful kid, about 18 or 19, slim, with curly dark hair, who was wearing a yellow Le Petit Prince T-shirt and cutoff jeans with sneakers and no socks.
A 23-Year-Old’s Diary Entries From Mid-November, 1974 Richard Grayson “ A kid about 19 in a leather jacket passed by and asked us if we had a light. After we said no, he kept walking but looked back. “I thought he was going to mug us,” I said. “No,” Elihu said, “I think he was cruising you.”
Supermarket Sex Justin Alexander “ Adam and I did all of the usual stuff, short of actually having sex. None of it was noteworthy, except for the twenty minutes that I spent simply sucking on his fingers (because apparently that’s a thing that people are into now).