"Jordan. I said my name is Jordan." He said it expectantly, making it obvious that he wanted a name from me. I guessed I could give him something, as he'd paid for the beer and already had a hand high up on my inner thigh. We were sitting in a corner booth in shadows at the BackEntry Bar in Las Vegas, on South 8th street, just off Fremont. I just didn't have...
Bobby Timble was excited for a change. People said college was a place where you could reinvent yourself, be anyone you wanted to be and Bobby was ready for that challenge. Growing up Bobby was always the nerd. His best friend Nick and him would sit at their lunch table alone; they were never invited to a party, never went to a dance, never kissed a girl. Bo...
I was sitting at the bar of the 5101 Club, talking to my buddy Ernie, the bartender. It was around 9:00 PM, early for a gay bar, and the place was almost empty. Just a few regulars. It wouldn't really get going for another two hours. The door opened and a man walked in, stopped just inside the door, and looked around. He was in his late 30s, with thick b...
Heavy, wet snow was putting the windshield wipers to the supreme test and they were failing. Slowly, the snow was being pushed onto the previous pile until the wipers had to quit. It would be impossible for me to go on, so I tried to get over to the side of the road and out of danger. The wheels were spinning but I was going nowhere. The dashboard clock read...
It happened again last night. I was sitting at the bar minding my own business at the Harrington Hotel, the one near the airport, enjoying an after work glass of draft beer when a middle-aged man sat next me. There were plenty of open bar stools so he'd made a conscious decision to sit directly beside me. I didn't mind. One of the reasons I come to the Har...
"Learning the Ropes at 29" 8====> I slid the empty glass across the smooth surface of the bar top. "Another double gin, lemon, and seven please, David." I spun on the stool and cockily leaned back against the bar rail; paying more attention to who was coming thru the front door of the Strawberry Hut, than I was hearing the bartender half ask 'Tall glass ag...
Hi guys! Welcome to my first story here! I hope ya'll enjoy, and please feel free to leave any comments down below. No sex in this chapter, sorry about that! I promise it'll get hotter the longer the story goes on! ***** Gabriel Another morning sunrise stretched out my window. Logans bear paw was wrapped firmly around my middle, strangling my non existent...
The best thing about this story, is it's totally true. I was visiting New Orleans for a weekend in 1998, when a hurricane blew into town. Between the driving rain and the drinks from the bars, I was hopelessly turned around and to be quite honest, I was drunk. The kind of drunk that makes you forget you're walking in the rain, or for that matter, care that...
Danny's session at the wall left him weak kneed, apprehensive, and feeling a little guilty about maybe moving too far too fast. And he suddenly felt exposed and robbed of his privacy. He saw that there was a hook over the peephole, and he hung a bath towel on that that dropped low enough to cover the glory hole as well as the peep hole. He wouldn't keep it t...
[This is a completed six-chapter work that will finish posting before the end of February 2017.] * The shipboard casino had opened an hour earlier, the sun was at its full height above the ninth-deck swimming pool complex, the lunch-service lines had opened at the Windjammer Café, and bingo was in full cry in the Spotlight Lounge. The Glory of the Seas cru...