After the softball game I got my bike to ride home. I stopped by the toilet to take a leak and found there was a man there at the urinal. It was one of those old time urinals, one long, high piece of porcelain, no dividers. No hiding if you didn't pee. He was just standing there, close, adjusting himself, as one does when finished, and I was there trying to will myself to pee, but struggling a bit. "It helps if you just imagine the pee flowing through your dick," he said, "that's what I always do, and the pee just starts coming."

Will Richards has been writing erotica for many years. He is especially excited about moments that remind him of his own time learning about his sexuality, when he discovered that being straight was not the only way to be. In particular, he loves to tell tales of that sweet moment when you realise that it is okay to give into something that's naughty when you are so turned on, even if it means loving another man.