I woke up early on Saturday morning, just before dawn. For a moment I wasn't quite sure where I was. All I knew was that I really needed to take a piss. When I stepped outside I saw that a few other tents had sprung up in the clearing. I had purposely chosen this spot for its relative seclusion. They must have wandered over from the main group sometime duri...
"James, please pick your jacket up off the floor and put it in your bedroom, that's a good boy." The quiet words, spoken as much to not provoke an argument as to convey a request, came from my foster father, Randy Simmons, as he took a few careful steps over my prone body lying in front of the television watching cartoons. I had arrived home from school two...
Two hours after the school board hired me, I sat with my new principal in his office. "Jeremy, I'm glad you decided to call me. I just wish you'd done it sooner so we could talk." "It's like I said, no point in bothering you until I completed the courses I needed to teach in Georgia. I still don't understand why I had to take those extra classes if I didn'...
The Aquarius Grotto clinks with the many dishes and silverware as usual. The fine dining establishment is full of fine patrons as they enjoy their gourmet seafood. Jason pushes the bridge of his glasses up onto the front of his brown eyes while he wears his formal uniform as he goes along the trolley to collect the dirty dishes, and having a small smile from...
CHAPTER ONE A glance at his closet was all you need to know Mr. Marcus. There, hanging in fussy uniformity were his jackets, trousers, shirts, and even ties, various yet not too varied shades of gray. Flannel, tweed, corduroy - softened with age, defying passing trends. And yet, almost hidden in the back was a dress shirt, white with light blue checks, the...
[Author's Notes: This story is dedicated to a co-worker. Chad, if you ever happen to read this (which I seriously doubt) and figure out that you're the one I'm writing about, please don't hate me for the fantasy and please continue to be friends with me. It's just a fantasy that will never be acted out in our very happy yet separate, monogamous, straight liv...
by PapaWereBear and UrsusMajr (This is a work of fiction, depicting sex between consenting adult males. If such offends you or is illegal for you to read where you live, or you are under the age of eighteen, please leave now. No actual persons or events are depicted. Safe sexual practices are not used, but remember, this is fiction; in real life, get teste...
Chapter One I woke up rather dreamily but knew exactly where I was as I stretched and felt the warmth of the man next to me. Yesterday had been my twenty first birthday, an event in its own right, but it was also the day I had got married to this man lying in bed beside me. I loved and was loved in return by him and I wriggled that little bit closer to the...
The Coffee Shop V: Happiness Is A Handsome Hypnotized Hunk Disclaimer. The following story is a work of fiction. The characters portrayed within are a work of fiction as well, and any resemblance to any person, living or dead is a coincidence and unintentional. Copyright 2012. This story is the property of the author, Canadian Cowboy (formerly known a...
The Coffee Shop IV: Sex, Lies & Duct Tape. Disclaimer. The following story, is a work of fiction. The characters portrayed within are a work of fiction as well, and any resemblance to any person, living or dead is a coincidence and unintentional. Copyright 2001. This story is the property of the author, Canadian Cowboy (formerly known as Animal360). Any...