We avoided the GSA office now for the most part. The university had cleaned the room, but afterward we always left the office with the scent of industrial cleaners embedded in our noses. There was almost nothing left anyway, so there was little reason for them to go back again. Let the next set of officers deal with the room, without having walked in on it a...
I'm close to the end of my life now, and as you reach your twilight years mostly all you have left is memories. Especially since I lost my wife of more than 50 years, Katie, I spend most of my time looking back.: my youth in Nebraska; my brief spell as a college football star; the first time I ever saw Katie, and fell in love with her; and, of course, the Wa...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === "Jake. I'm really sorry about what happened last night." I threw him a glance across the car, as I pulled out of our estate as I drove him to college. He looked over at me and shrugged. "It's not a big deal, dad. You're trying a few things out. I get that." "I need you to know though: I'm...
I had a roommate in college named Martin. We were decent friends, although, we had little in common, we'd sometimes hang out and talk a bit. I was a bit of a typical jock. I was always working out and didn't really have much to say. My life was about hitting the gym and I'd been getting pretty ripped and that was it. Whereas he didn't really care much about...
Roland dithered in the shadows opposite the dimly lit window, shuffling from one foot to the other indecisively, eager to cross the wet street but cautious, looking left and right to make certain nobody he knew would recognise him in such a place: unlikely as that may be but he took no chances. His colleagues at the bank would be amazed to even imagine he vi...
This is a work of fiction, and as such the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be undertaken with impunity only in the world of fantasy. In reality, it is your obligation and your right to play safely, sanely and healthily. I hope you enjoy my work, and if you have any comments, or ideas that may ins...
I had served six years on a 10 years sentence for possession and weapons charges without any complications or problems. Looking forward to my trip in front of the Parole board soon only for them to tell me once again that I will not be released. I'm not mad it's just a part of life. My temper and my "I don't give a fuck" attitude got me where I am right now....
Ian was on a roll. With the second draft of lyrics well under way and the melody writing itself, he knew he'd finally gotten it. He'd finally written a love song to rival all love songs. Honest, pure, impossible to ignore: exactly what he was going for. Becca had to listen to this. She'd have no choice but to love him and allow herself to be loved in return....
In the weeks that followed I saw little of David, his filming schedule and mine were not in sync. I wasn't quite comfortable with just ringing him up and asking him out, so when it came time to shoot some scenes on location with him I was revved up and ready to go. As we loaded onto the bus to go to the location I beat Mollie out in sitting next to him only...
Although right to be proud, Tony wasn't a champion in either the length or girth department, so I managed to go down on him to the hilt and rise to the rim of his bulb and go down on him again in rapid succession in a reverse cowboy, which he seemed to appreciate a lot. My revolve move had him moaning. He was flat on his back on his bed in his balcony cabin,...