Gabe sat in his office, finishing up his work for the day. He had been at Bartley, Fitch and Meade for over two months and though he loved the work, Gabe felt that it was sometimes too much for him. He was going over the few accounts they had given him to review when his supervisor knocked on his open door. He looked up and smiled. "Hey, Paula." "Hey Gabe....
Hey everyone! I know it's been a long time, but I haven't stopped writing, I swear, I just took a break. This is a new story I wrote as a continuation of 'Earning Danny,' and it's called 'A New Dream' (see what I did there? ;) ) but that doesn't mean I gave up on Steven's story either, I just thought since I have ideas for both of them, I might as well pos...
Cormac stepped quickly down the winding stairs. His shoes clicked on the old stone floors and the small windows let in beams of light from the bright summer day outside. He scowled at the cheeriness of the day as he finally reached the bottom floor of his house, if you could call it that. He had inherited the mansion from a long line of family members, whom...
“For the last time, Brandon, he’s alright.” “I still think you should check him again.” Keith slipped his stethoscope back in his pocket. “What, you think I missed something the first four times I checked him?” Nate gave them a sleepy look from his nest of pillows. “Lay off, Bran. I’m fine. Blood thinners give you the shakes sometimes, that’s all.” “You’...
There are scenes of unprotected sex depicted in this story. In all cases it was between the main characters, who are in a committed, monogamous relationships and were tested. If you aren't in the same kind of relationship, then you should always protect yourself and wear a condom. Josh eased his eyes open until a slit of light was shimmering through them....
"Maybe I'd better do this alone." Dillon paused, his key poised in the Lumina's ignition. "No way, Jamie. Ash more or less tried to ram his cock down your throat the last time. What's he gonna do for an encore, strip you down and rape you?" "Yeah, well, he was drunk last time, too." "Who's to say he won't be drinking this time?" Dillon had a point, but J...
Note: This story is a spiritual sequel to "Blowjobs for Beers," the first in a multi-story series. I suggest reading that before reading this. Readers of both will quickly recognize the change in perspective from third-person in the first story to first-person in the second. I felt like the sequel lent itself better to first-person so I decided to make the s...
Chapter 1 - An Unexpected First My wife Eleanor and I (Peter) had been married for four years when the events I am about to describe to you took place. We were 25 years old and still madly in love, but we had started talking about expanding our sexual lifestyle outside of our own bedroom. I am of largely European descent, brown hair, 6'2 (1.89 meters) and 1...
Sometimes it seemed like a dream to me. Two weeks ago I’d wound up at my brother Scott’s apartment and gotten stoned and next thing I knew he was sucking my dick. All kinds of things happened from there. It was kind of a wild night. The next day, however, he’d all but pushed me out of his apartment. I wasn’t sure if what had happened had been my fault. Maybe...
FEINTS I. "She won't go for it. She's not stupid, you know." Maybe not, but I'm starting to think you are. Ryan's attitude was wearing on me. We had been over the plan half a dozen times over as many beers. I had considered it sober, with a buzz, and drunk. It passed each stage of my standard screening process. I had thought it through from everyone's per...