8=== > Laughter in the morning and tears in the afternoon Josh's body began to pull his mind from the slumber he was enjoying. His eyes fluttered several times as the fog of the most strange dream he was having, was attempting to clear and allow it to come into full focus. He thought the half awake vision was the ending of a good wet dream, but never before...
My business trip to Hong Kong had gone really well and I was congratulating myself on clinching the deal so early. I wasn't due back for at least a week, so I decided to treat myself to a short break before returning to work. Much as I enjoyed the excitement and bustle of Hong Kong, it couldn't provide the sort of peace and quiet I was seeking, so I made a t...
It was when I entered the next room of the art gallery that I saw him. His hair was only slightly sandy, retaining much of the blonde that he had when he was younger. It was still tied up at the back of his head, a sign of most older men that they were trying, but failing, to retain their youth. On him, it didn't matter. He may have been a pound or two heavi...
Ted was not like the average American. He travelled extensively and always tried to try the local delicacies. Often he would immerse himself in the local culture never brash as so often portrayed in the movies. His travelling became somewhat curtailed with marriage and birth of his first child. With travel still in his blood, Ted took a job with a company t...
"Mr. Winterberry wants to see you in the back cabin, Paulo." Paulo Pulido unbuckled his seatbelt and gave a sigh. He was pretty sure he knew what came next. At least, though, perhaps the head of the Agency's special unit, informally known as the candy store, might shed some light on where they were going and why. At the moment they were approaching altitude...
I got rousted out myself not long after dawn the next morning. I was pretty sore and afraid I wouldn't be able to walk a straight line and would be wearing a sloppy grin all day, but I needed to get the lay of the place before Jason Jenks, the novelist I was supposed to keep alive, arrived. And I also needed to get my expected routine down, now that I had be...
This is a true account the first time I gave another man a blowjob. I was recently divorced, in my early 50s and had never been with another man. I traveled a lot on business, and many of those trips took me to St. Louis, where this happened. I had a routine trip this time. I arrived midday and drove directly from the airport to a video arcade across the ri...
Jonathan stared out over the balcony railing into the garden below. His heart ached horrendously over the loss of his best friend. In his mind, he conjured memories of the past years with Peter that only proved to make his pain even colder and harder to bear. It seemed the vast darkness that surrounded him would quickly swallow him up. He felt caught in a...
When I was young, I had a different attitude. I wanted it all, and I had it all, but it was like a right then, a god-given right, and I found it easily. I never quite lost it, and now I have it all again, but no, not like I did back then. Not like the days when I was young and I first found my escape on the island, in the Bellapais villa. Ahh, the days of...
I found what I was looking for fairly quickly. The Cypriot door leading into the hidden garden had been the clincher. I felt I needed the autumn off—or at least I needed a change of scene and more mystery in my life. I had been in great demand in Savannah, but that was why I needed the autumn off. There had just been too many men. I didn't want to lose the...