The anthology, Hoboes, Hustlers, and Outlaws: Bad Boys and Macho Men is shipping! My newest novella, On the Block , appears within its page...

I’m surprised by the fauxhawk covering the middle third of his skull. It’s a soft landing strip of copper-colored down, a number three buzz ...

After midnight, the busiest part of the ship isn’t the Lido buffet, or the party happening poolside, or the piano bar across from the casino...

“Oh my god.” I can’t see the man around the corner, but I’m pretty certain that anyone in a two-hundred-foot radius can hear his light tenor...

This dude wedged up against me? He has three hats. I’ve just squeezed onto an uptown train. It’s eight-thirty at night, but the express le...

The week I vacation in Provincetown is one of transition. When I arrive, the boys flocking to the daily Tea Dance are the twinks, the party ...

This year I’m an old pro at this particular cruising site. I head down the drive toward the beach without trepidation, not even casting more...

So I’m sitting in a bar. It’s not a gay bar—it’s definitely not billed that way. It’s not entirely a straight bar, either, because I’ve seen...

When I pull into the park-and-ride lot, it’s nearly full with cars idling, headlights on. Most of the cars are mini-vans, or foreign-made SU...