[Dedicated in the centenary year of her birth, to the memory of Barbara Pym (1913-1980), the greatest English woman novelist since Jane Austen. Forget Charlotte Brontë, George Eliot and Virginia Woolf. There is not a lot of sex in this installment, but I hope that you will read and enjoy it as a story rather than as wank literature.] Chapter XXII Dom: Chri...
It was difficult concentrating on my household chores. Images of the sex that would be taking place this evening continually flashed thru my heated mind. Jackson and Jeffy live in apartment 2-D, and had helped Master move my belongings to his apartment; in return, Master had told the guys I would "personally thank them" for their help. I had seen the two o...
When Adam realizes I've stopped following him, he turns and laughs at my stunned expression. "Ted?" I just stare. "*This* is where you wanted to take me?" I ask, happy I let him convince me to at least wear a button-up and the nicest jeans I own. I was perfectly content slumming it in sweatpants and a t-shirt, but with Adam dressed in some crisp, belted, fo...
"Mark, come on, get in here, we gotta go soon!" Rob called from the bathroom in our L.A hotel suite. We were now six months into the tour. We had a couple of days off in Los Angeles before playing two gigs at the Rose Bowl in Pasadena.We had arrived on Tuesday and it was now Thursday September 19, the day we were to be interviewed by Ellen Degeneres. "Just...
Summary: Jared, Mike, and Adrian are like brothers from different mothers, and, like all siblings, whether by genes or chance, they like different things. Jared wants a relationship, preferably one that lasts beyond a one-night-stand, Mike hides his vulnerable self under the pretense that he is into a niche fetish, and Adrian just likes to have fun. In th...
Previously on Sugar Match Ch.2 Being disoriented from sleep and still a little brain dead from orgasming to pieces earlier, I answered my phone without looking at who was calling. "Perry, where the hell are you?" On the list of people I didn't want calling me while I was naked in Gordon's bed, my Dad definitely topped it. "Dad, what are you talking a...
Game of Love Ch. 07 Comments, critiques and tips are welcome! *** Hello guys and welcome to this wonderful chapter. Just wanted to say I love you for your support and wonderful comments. Don't forget to comment on this chapter and tell me what you think. Feel the passion... *** "Ladies and gentlemen," The man hollered. "Let us all welcome with a big ro...
The summer after our senior year my best friend John and I got the bright idea to start our own lawn mowing company to make money. We had both been unable to find any sort of work and were pretty desperate. With a little help from our parents we were able to buy a couple of used lawn mowers, a gas-powered trimmer/edger, and a couple of gas powered blowers, t...
HOW THE RIVER FEELS One -- A Concert to Remember Jack sat in the dim light, reading his program for the symphony concert, the first of the season. It was the first time he had been to a concert since -- how long? -- since before he and Karen had married. No, they went once or twice in their first year of marriage. Then, job, childbirth, moves, finances, al...
[Author's Notes: This story is dedicated to a co-worker. Chad, if you ever happen to read this (which I seriously doubt) and figure out that you're the one I'm writing about, please don't hate me for the fantasy and please continue to be friends with me. It's just a fantasy that will never be acted out in our very happy yet separate, monogamous, straight liv...