I’ve known Grant’s stepfather since before Grant was born. We don't live in a small town but it’s certainly not a big city, either. He owns a large furniture store and I run several apartment complexes. Both of us are in the Chamber of Commerce and we have a deal for me to buy showroom samples for my furnished units.

My stepfamily just moved to town and my stepfather encouraged me to—that is, he told me to—try out for the wrestling team. I’m not big enough for baseball, let alone football, but wrestling has weight classes, so my size isn’t a problem. Actually, the team only has one other guy in my division, so it turned out to be an advantage. My stepdad says being an athlete is a good way to make new friends and it would make me less likely to be picked on. He’s probably right.

There is a small group of big guys here in town that have a particular interest in fucking small young twinks. We keep in touch, get together for a beer, exchange raunchy stories, I mean, what men don’t like bragging about their conquests? Most importantly, we exchange intel. Not all of the young guys we like are gay and not even all of the gay ones like older men, so knowing who is who is a valuable resource.

Moving out of my parents house has been “the best of times and the worst of times, as they say.” I’m not some socially dysfunctional basement dwelling moocher but I was comfortable at home. I know my mother is not eager to see me leave the nest, and my stepfather has never put any pressure on me. I think he’s indulging my mother, like he always does, but I don’t think he really minds, either.

Having open discussions about sex is a difficult hurdle for some people to get over, even when talking to their health care professional. Even one that you’ve seen multiple times and have maintained for years, some topics just never quite feel normal or casual to some individuals. I myself try my best to keep an open mind at my office, especially when it comes to sex. I want those under my care to feel as though they can talk to me openly about anything going on in their life that concerns them health wise, even if that health is of the sexual variety.

Mr. Stryker was a busy man, what with a growing business and all. First, it was just one property, but he has expanded and maintains even more now. The clientele he was attracting did wonders in terms of promoting his business by word of mouth, so much so that he hasn’t had many issues in terms of finding people to rent to. There was one type of customer that Stryker was particularly fond of however, the younger petit sized lads running around that winked back at him from time to time.

Feelings can evolve in the strangest of ways. Mr. Stryker, a landlord with many bed and breakfast properties is always busy tending to the needs of each one. He is also quite gifted at attracting young gay men to rent his properties. Of his many tenants, Grant is one that he has known since he was young as he and Grant’s stepfather are friends. But with Grant something was different, an attraction. As things progressed in the leasing process, Mr. Stryker and Grant got to know each other in the most intimate of ways. Grant decided to lease the room realizing he is developing a crush for the big muscular owner and Mr. Stryker was happy, very happy with his decision..