The incessant knocking at his door would not seem to stop. Grunting to himself, Daniel wiggled himself down further into the blankets, his entire body wrapped in a cocoon of quilts, sheets and pillows. He could smell the wonderful scents coming from downstairs, but for the moment he was too comfortable, and too warm, something he had not been in a very long...
You know all the usual stuff, don't read if it's illegal or you don't like sex or sex between two males offends you. All characters are purely fictional, and any likeness is a coincidence. Joshua Glynn reserves all rights to this story, the characters, and the world they live in. Edited July 12th 2009: Kumani __________________________ The door to the bedr...
This is my contribution to the " APRIL FOOLS DAY CONTEST 2018" I really liked writing this story and I hope you will enjoy reading it too. This is not a sex-story. For those looking for detailed descriptions of strong, muscled bodies, or hot, steamy sex scenes, try the next one on the list; you won't find it here. For me, this is a new category to write...
I never actually really liked beaches. Sand would find its way into places on my body that I didn't know was possible to even get sand in, and it wasn't like I rolled around on the beach or volunteered to have my cousins bury me in the ground and build a curvaceous bikini-worthy model on top, like those cheesy photos where the idiots are grinning just above...
The platinum blond was groaning and making whimpering noises. Cosmo was fucking him slowly, treating him like he was precious crystal, and marveling at the unknown why that the young man was bringing out his sensitivities in this way. The Greek pimp had been so anxious to get inside the young man, Devin, a singer in the Abias Club of the Mazagan Casino, in E...
I assumed that Christmas of 1977 was going to be a bust for me anyway, so when the Bangkok office chief asked for a volunteer to go on temporary duty—TDY—to Tokyo over the Christmas and New Year's holiday to cover for the leaves of the bureau chief and deputy there, I said, "Why not?" My family was flying back to the States for December because my wife insis...
Callen has been home from the hospital a few weeks now. I can't believe how quickly he recovered. He blew threw his rehab, and back on his home turf within a week of release. He goes back to work tomorrow and he is chomping at the bit to get there. Our relationship is still strained and I think it's time for me to think about going back to Pensacola. We are...
It was different this time, Ben Ranalli noted after he set the tent up and looked at the pond his campsite was facing. He had been coming here for over forty years, first as a young lad with his folks and then later with his wife and kids. After the kids had grown and moved on there was a brief period when he had visited the place with just his wife, but she...
My sincere apologies for late submission. I will submit regularly from now on so keep an eye out! Ratings, critiques, and comments (positive and negative) are always welcome and keep me going. Please read previous chapters if you haven't already. I hope you enjoy this. ***** "Raise your hand if you got laid last night!" Carl shouted as he barged into th...
Part Two – Conclusion Note to my readers: The response to Part One was very gratifying. Thank you to everyone who took the time and trouble to write. Here is Part Two, which had been complete but then what began as minor polishing became a major revision, delaying its submission. I hope you enjoy it as much as you did Part One. Chapter 7 - First Evening T...