Matt Wenzel was awakened by the sound of his live-in girlfriend rustling through her drawer. "Babe," he yawned. "Just turn on the light." He rolled back over and pulled the covers over his head. He desperately wanted a couple more hours of sleep. The 32 year-old corporate budget analyst had stayed up later than he'd intended last night fucking the petite chi...
Declan spent Saturday packing. Not that he had much to pack. He'd arrived at the rented cottage the previous Sunday, and the storm that had caused the evacuation of most of the town had hit on Tuesday. Some of Declan's things were still in suitcases; he'd unpacked his art supplies first thing, but had gotten distracted by painting before he'd gotten much els...
I had considered a well earned break in New York or some exotic beach with golden sands but alas neither time nor funds permitted that. Instead it would be two nights in Brighton, the home of fat drunks and a beach that disappears at dusk. I wasn't expecting too much as I arrived at the bed and breakfast. At just £18 a night this was not going to be the Br...
Hey everyone! Well here is the next chapter of Guardian Angel. I decided against continuing the story in Quinn's perspective based on reader's comments as well as my own preference. Please leave any comments you have, I really do enjoy reading them all and I hope you all enjoy the story as much as I enjoyed writing it! -----------------------------------...
My friend Marcus and I entered the building and caught the elevator to the basement floor, and when the doors opened we looked at each other warily. The hallway was extremely dim from what we could see, and for a moment I considered letting him go in by himself. "Are you sure this is the right place?" I asked. "Of course. 69 Appleton Street. Apartment B-5,...
Alas, this chapter is devoid of sex. The characters took over and insisted I get a bit of their stories out before they'd agree to hop back in the sack. I don't have readers to spare, so if you're looking for a quick rise (and aren't we all at times) feel free to skip this chapter and pick us up in Chapter 5. For those of you in for the long haul, I hope yo...
Working away from home for a couple of days with a hunky, straight guy Ron finds that alcohol allows him to get something extra from his colleague. _____________________________________ "It'll mean staying away for a couple of nights," the foreman said. "It's a pain especially when the weather's so fucking bad but the job needs doing and you and Joe are th...
I have not written for a while, despite several unusual and pleasurable experiences. I wanted to share my third "business with pleasure" experience. The interesting difference here, my business colleague happened o be a first timer, much like me a few months prior. It all started with an extended corporate assignment in Montreal Canada, where I was staying...
Chapter One: Paul The guitarist had been playing flamenco rhythms when I joined Ralph Peters, Sean Madden, and Holland Howard at one of the back tables in the Kennedy Center's small KC Jazz Club hall in Washington, D.C. I'd had a few stops to make after our practice of the Gay Men's Chorus of Washington at its P Street rehearsal hall just west of Dupont Cir...
It was dawn on a summer day in a forest in Idaho when Paine spotted the body floating in the river. He had gone out hoping to catch some fish. He didn't need to live off the land, but he liked doing it whenever possible. It meant that he didn't need to go to civilization as often. He had arrived only minutes before and was busy attaching his lure when he sa...