4-28-15 One Amazingly enough, the sun was shining outside. And I didn't mind that one little bit. We didn't get enough days like that. Although I loved the cool green damp of the typical northern coast in the City, my body occasionally craved the sunshine, even if my eyes weren't used to the shock. Sunshine. Rest and relaxation. It's why we were here....
"It's Saturday." "Yes." "You've been here nearly two weeks now," Sam said. He was sitting next to Danny at the dining table in his and Ruth's apartment above the bar while Sally fed Danny a late lunch. It was Sally's apartment too, the young man realized. It had taken him several days to figure out that Ruth and Sally were lovers. Maybe both with Sam too,...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. **Author's Note: This is a flash story. ***** Glen Webster stepped into the hot shower and tried hard not to cry. The hot water felt good as it coursed down his back. He remembered the events of the day and did allow himself some tears as he developed...
"Hop on!" Tank is holding out his hand to me. I've had a secret crush on my friend since we met. His beauty goes deeper than the physical reason we all call him 'Tank'. I get tongue-tied when he's in the room, let alone this close to me. "I've never..." He smiles and flicks back his hair. "Just hop on. You'll love it! My bike is my freedom." I reach for hi...
siktici ©2017 * I avoided writing this story for years, at first, out of sheer embarrassment. Some of it is true, some of it is embellished with slivers of truth. I couldn't deny the story any longer, as it insisted. I closed a 21-year military career on March 1997; I came out to myself (To do so while in the military was still a pension killer); and I we...
I walked slowly up 42nd street toward Time Square. My eyes scanned the crowd, always alert, looking for the muggers and pick pockets that had become common place since the late sixties. The sound of a Marathon Checker Cab was followed by the familiar holler of the cabbie yelling at a drunk pedestrian as he stumbled off the curb and into the slow moving traff...
I've been single for a while. A sixty something six foot, hundred and ninety pound gay man with salt and pepper hair, a good job, and a modest paid for suburban home in a small Southern Ontario city. I'm too old for the bar scene. The music is too loud. The pretty boys aren't interested in an old fart, and I'm not interested in an unshaven, pot belly leathe...
Second Edition ©2013 (Original ©2009 Rob Colton) # Chapter 1 I looked at my watch as I stood at the elevator bank with my laptop bag. It was only 6:30 PM. That was pretty good. Lately it seemed I've been working later and later. My name is Mike Andrews. I'm twenty-two years old and this is my first job out of college. I'm a corporate app developer for on...
Oliver "Meet me at the car park in five. I'm the red Shelby. Heading home early." Hmm, weird, An leaving school early? Wow, she hadn't bunked a class since high school… Maybe she couldn't wait to see me. I couldn't wait either, so I moved into a jog towards the car park with my phone still in my hand. When I made it there I couldn't help but laugh....
It had been three weeks since I had been forcibly fucked by the two bikers in an alley. After they left me, I had gotten dressed and walked back to my off campus apartment. I was still sore from the rough fucking that my mouth and asshole had received. I took a shower and went to bed. I had briefly considered reporting the assault, but I had disregarded it....