This is a prequel story to "Silas's Choice" ***** Carlos was finishing his set on the drums when he saw his two minders move toward the gambling floor of the Toscana. He took advantage of that to lay his sticks aside and hop off the platform at one end of the club's floorshow room. Looking as nonchalant as he could, he sauntered back to the murky corner wh...
The value my mother places on material things is probably the biggest reason I do the things I do. When you grow up with no one around, you are convinced you don't matter much. Don't get me wrong, she loves me; I know she loves me. I just think she places her patients over me in her heart. But don't be touched—she always says she did it to make bank. And if...
"This dollar says you miss that putt," John said, waving a crinkled dollar bill as George stands over a 6-footer. George glared at John for breaking his concentration, then re-focused and drilled the putt into the back of the cup. "Pay up bitch!" George said with a grin, snatching the dollar from John as the walked toward the 15th tee. John thought all the...
Hi, I'm Steve, Sarah's father, what follows is a true story which occurred during a tour in Cyprus Whilst out for a walk one morning, having walked along the sea front, I planned to walk from the harbour towards the old town, needing a piss I stopped at the public toilet (a very rare commodity in Cyprus). Pissing down the hole they called a urinal, I heard...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === "We were on a hiking trip up in the Pennines," Troy began quietly after the waitress had taken our order. The coffee shop, which was hidden away among a few takeaways and convenience stores across the road from the college, was deserted in spite of the time of day. He asked, "I don't suppos...
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Whenever I need to use a public toilet, I invariably go into one of the cubicles even if the entire row of urinals is empty. This used to be because, having had some bad reactions from women at the large size of my manhood, I was self-conscious about exposing my genitals to other people and preferred to hide myself away. These days, that no longer bothers m...
I have to admit I've never done any of what I describe below, but I'd like to... In the meantime, I'll enjoy my fantasies. I hope you do too. ========== Session 1 This week was filled with new experiences for me, and it started with a simple doctor's visit. I've been having these fantasies for a while. Not just your everyday fantasies, but those of an of...
I reached James' apartment around six. It was still light out. He had told me that he wouldn't be home until sometime around nine. Clearly I had arrived a little too early; it wasn't a problem, however, rather more time for me to get warmed up. He had given me his key before hand. I opened his door and stepped inside. Even though it wasn't his regular place...
A friend of mine has been my roommate for almost a year. Barney and I used to work at the same company until the economy darkened. There were two rounds of layoffs, me then him then the whole place closed up. We both found better jobs actually, Barney's lease was up while he was out of a job and I had an extra bedroom so he moved in with me. We're good fri...