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A Golf Affair To Remember, Part 1

A Golf Affair to Remember (Part 1) Call me Mark. I am 35 years old, married, and nonetheless interested in men. I have always been somewhat interested in guys, but -- all things considered -- I had never acted on it and I figured that I never would act on it. That is until last summer. Safely ensconced in a middle class existence, I do what most suburban...

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A Golf Affair To Remember, Part 2

A Golf Affair To Remember, Part II As his heartbeat slowed and his breathing returned to something resembling normal, Sean turned on his side towards me, wearing only his wide grin. "That was, it was, it was...just great," he said in a voice full of enthusiasm but barely above a whisper. We would have looked like quite the pair had anyone but us been there....

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A Golf Affair To Remember, Part 3

A Golf Affair To Remember, Part III Part III After my heartbeat returned to normal and my breathing slowed, Sean kissed me again on the neck and lips and whispered that we better get to sleep soon if we wanted to be fresh for our morning tee off time. I must have chuckled a little indicating my agreement. He rose in almost a bashful way, went to his overnight...

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A Golf Affair To Remember, Part 4

After the cheering and congratulations died down around the 18th green, we made our way to the clubhouse. There were lots of stories being swapped about the day's golf and I got caught up in trading tales with the other members around the bar. It was only about 2:30 in the afternoon. For the first few minutes, Sean was at my side, nodding approvingly to my ever more outlandish...

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A Golf Affair To Remember, Part 5 (Finale)

A Golf Affair To Remember, Part 5 (Finale) Sunday began in the half-light before morning. I had slept most of the night facing Sean, who was facing away from me, my body spooning and loosely snuggling his. It must have been between 4 and 5 AM when I awoke to hear Sean growling and sputtering words I could not make out. He was in the throws of a nightmare. His...

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