Morning came too soon for me after the long night having Derrick screw my ass. I woke up tired and sore but had a feeling of fulfillment, in more ways than one. I went to work like normal but when it came time to go for my workout I had a bit for apprehension. I told myself to go get my workout done and what happens happens. I lucked out at first because Der...
A story told through the mind of a young man... * It's been about fifteen minutes since I heard the car pull into the driveway. He waited out in the car for a minute, and then I heard the car door open and then close. Then came the faint footsteps along the path in front of the house and up the steps. He's trying to be quiet, probably for two reasons. On...
Carl and Mark sat across from one another staring into the campfire. Each lost in his own thoughts, comfortable enough with one another to allow the silence to stretch out as the sun sank slowly over the tree tops. The disappearance of the sun did not take away the oppressive heat of a midsummer night in southern Mississippi. Carl watched sparks jump deep...
The False House I've spent the past year now sitting in the same chair, seeing the same slur of familiar faces and listening to the same old man remind us all about how much we've fucked up our lives. "But don't worry," he says, "there's still hope." The look of complete apathy we always wore would beg to differ—it's not like any of us chose to be here. I...
I put my bags down on the front step and the screen door banged closed behind me. The noise loud, in the early morning quiet of the still dark street. "Shit," I said under my breath, annoyed at the disturbance caused by the accidental slam I went back inside, grabbing my jacket and checking I hadn't left anything behind. No, I had everything I decided. Bu...
I was worn out from a hard weeks work, a week of hard labor for a business owner not used to heavy lifting etc. can be a strain. I needed a massage to relieve the kinks, but where do you find a place in this small town. That evening I was surfing' the net looking for some nasty fun when I came across a site for m-for-m massage. It was right up my alley, I co...
I have a private space I can go to indulge myself and my fantasies -- it's my RV. Parked in the country, I leave it there on land I own. Since I've put in a power line, water and septic, I can live there any time. And if I'm not living there, I can stay there and soak up the quiet and privacy. And indulge. It's also where I can indulge in some of my fantasie...
Sunday morning, June 9, 1996...it was our first anniversary and just over a couple of weeks shy of my forty second birthday. My eyes fluttered open to see 9:47 displayed on the digital clock by our bed. I felt Chik's warm mouth gently nursing on the head of my morning hard-on and I looked down over the crest of my belly to see his head barely bobbing under t...
I tried to make sense out of the last several days as the plane began its descent across the eastern Atlantic into the peninsular city of Dakar, capital of Senegal. From there it would be several hours of a dusty ride northeast to the village of Sagata, in Louga Province. I tried hard not to think of this as a banishment, and why it might have been banishmen...
There was a time when hitch-hiking was a very popular way of getting around the roads of Scotland. Lots of people didn't have a car in the 1980's so if people wanted to get around, particularly if they lived in the countryside where there were no buses, hitch-hiking was the way to travel. I worked on a farm and had a small bothy in the countryside, about ei...