Clusters of Turks sit cross-legged on richly woven carpets. Young men still in their late teens, idle and relaxed in these last days of summer, they glance up from teacups when I enter, their dark eyes like shadows, watching as I cross the room and stand at the desk and wait for the man behind it to give me a towel. A barrel-chested, shirtless man, he smil...
It was a cool autumn day. I wiped the fog from my steamy bath from the mirror in order to shave. Staring back at me I could see a twenty-one year old boyish-looking face with blond hair and blue eyes. My nuts hung down after soaking in the tub of hot water. They were swollen from lack of pussy. Madeline my girlfriend had run off to California two weeks earl...
"I got it! I got accepted!" I called my best friend Karl immediately after receiving the news that I had been accepted to USC on a full athletic scholarship. It was all I could do to keep from screaming the news into the phone. "Oh shit dude!" He exclaimed. "Congrats!" As excited as he was, I could also detect the sadness in Karl's voice. He got his acce...
Chapter 1 The sun sets on the flat, peaceful wadi of the Azawagh plain. There are no trees or mountains, hills or sand dunes in this part of the world, and navigation by day is ill-advised. The hot dry winds rolling over the beautiful flesh-colored sand flats cause my dark blue tent to billow lazily, carrying away the slender coils of smoke from my cooking...
"No, I will have them with me," Monsignor Roman Scarlotti almost bleated as he held the parcels closer to his chest. And then, realizing that the driver was only trying to be helpful, he added in a calmer voice, "Thank you, my son, but these I must keep close to me." The driver shrugged and opened the back door of the all-terrain vehicle that had seen its b...
This is another departure for me, a single story, no chapters. As always, I like hearing from readers. ***** I was lucky enough to have a "clerk summer," which was a third summer for law students lucky enough to land prestigious clerkships. I was spending mine in Chicago, interning for the nation's most litigious law firm. I needed a place to live. I fl...
Two days later, the best friends were back at their respective colleges. Tony and Max stayed in touch, as always, but no mention was made of their Thanksgiving break activities. Tony did wonder, however, if Max had continued on with his roommate. And he didn't have the nerve to ask. Max was on his mind, though, and all of Tony's masturbation activity was fue...
Alien dust. It gets everywhere. It penetrates despite the best insulation science can devise. Cycling into the dome through the airlock from the crawler I feel the intimate rub of its familiar dry grittiness on my skin, that same urgency to cleanse it away. Once inside I head direct for the bath-unit. It's already in use. But I can hear the water tapering of...
Caleb sighed and looked up from the book he had been reading, wondering how late it had become. He'd been sitting at a tiny study desk in the third floor stacks of his university library for hours, mindlessly scanning the pages of some religious history volume he had found cited in the research of another scholar writing on ancient pagan rituals. He had been...
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