It had been a somewhat stressful week. I work as an international antiques dealer, you see. My work takes me all over, with a lot of tiring travel. As I near fifty, it is getting noticeably harder. Having said that, I do keep myself in excellent shape with a lot of working out and expensive beauty therapies, and my mind remains sharp and youthful due to my f...
I woke up to feel Ronnie beside me. He had wrapped his arm around my shoulder and his cock was tight against my ass. He was still asleep. I didn't have my watch with me so I guessed it would be close to dinner time. I woke everyone up and we had a friendly giggle as we looked at each other. All four of us still had solid erections. I was so pleased Ronnie...
I'd been having this pain in my stomach. In retrospect it was probably just nerves, but mom insisted on sending me to the doctor. I got there by bus on a rainy Wednesday afternoon. I was the only one in the waiting room but I still sat for over an hour. Finally a nurse took me back to an exam room. "Get undressed and put on this robe. Dr. Thompson will be...
Shawn Anderson pulled the sheet up over the lifeless body and bit his lip, fighting back tears of hollow anger and bitter frustration. Damn this disease! Yet another victim of the relentless, uncaring infection known as AIDS. Someone’s father, someone’s son. This one was Alan Dunlop, a locally famous photographer who had introduced him to the beauty of Rober...
Several years ago I was a COP, a policeman in a city of about 250,000 in North Carolina. The DWI Checkpoints and enforcement had just started to gain popularity. One part of that program was to assign officers to work the streets on DWI Patrol, rather than checkpoints. We were assigned to different sections of the city or to watch a particular bar or nightcl...
Twists and Turns: Over, Under, Sideways, Down,...Backwards, Forwards, Screwed Around. We had been emailing each other for over two years since we met on line and had become friends,...as much as one can without ever actually meeting. Indeed, we had even spoke about the possibility of a mutual let-down if we did actually meet due to what our minds had conjur...
This story takes place during the Winter of 1970. *** I suppose I should have felt guilty given the things that were going through my mind as I looked at my young guest sitting next to me on the couch, staring at the pornographic magazine in open-mouthed wonder, but I didn't. Young Preston Phillips III was the young fellow who, along with his mother had l...
My father was an engineer, and his father before him was doctor. Before him, my great-grandfather was a renowned marine biologist and so on. I became none of these things. No. I, Simon Booker, was destined to become a teacher. Truth be told, I was barely successful in these fields of study during my schooling years. Additionally, I had very little interest...
This story is complete and utter fiction, made up by me and my imagination. Feel free to vote, comment, compliment or complain. I have the rest of the story planned out and written in rough over about four parts. Onto the story. I was a 'normal' guy living a 'normal' life, 36 years old, married to a great woman called Laura and had three gorgeous kids, Joe...
I set the weights down, grabbed my towel, and walked into the locker room. Sitting down, I removed my socks and shoes and pulled off my top. I stood up and pulled off my gym shorts and jockstrap. I put my sweaty clothes in my gym bag, grabbed a clean towel, soap, and shampoo, and walked into the showers. I always used the middle stall on the left and was h...