The harbor at Algiers seemed almost to disappear altogether as the pirate ships moved into the deep-water port right up to the dock and then, when there was no more room at the docks, right up against the ship between them and the dock—and so on until the whole surface of the space between the two headlands encasing the harbor was just one continuous deck wi...
I am in my late thirties and live in a high-rise condo near the Delaware River in Philadelphia. I lost my wife to cancer a couple of years ago after a 12-year marriage. We had no children. I have lived in this place for about 2 years and recently noticed a new couple moved into the unit next to mine a week or so ago. The fellow looked to be in his early twen...
To all of my friends and fans, I apologize for being absent so long, but I've been in the process of completely re-writing The Long Road, implementing a number of suggestions I received via feedback from you. There is more background story and character development as you will discover in this and subsequent submissions. The Long Road, from beginning to en...
Groton had wanted to get off by 9:30 the next morning, avoiding the worst of the earlier morning rush hours around the Baltimore and Washington, D.C., beltways, but it was closer to 10:30 before the two vehicles got packed with luggage and photographic equipment and nosed into the I-95 traffic south toward Washington. In addition to Groton, Spike, and Rick,...
I have loved my husband Jack since shortly after we started seeing each other. For whatever reason, when we were first dating he had told me that he had a jerk-off session with another guy when he was a teenager. I was shocked at first, as I couldn't figure out the relevance of why he was telling me what he did 25 years ago. As is my habit, I read between th...
(A note to readers: Yes, I know this story does not have any gay sex in it, but it is primarily setting the stage for chapters to come. That being said, let me know what you think. A big thanks to LaRascasse for her editing.) * I stood at the bottom of the hill, facing my dorm. I had just arrived at college. It was mid August and my truck was packed full....
I don't know how long he'd been sitting there, across from us, in Washington, D.C.'s, Union Station waiting room before I saw him. Denise was off, checking out the shopping concourse because she couldn't sit still for the two-hour wait before we could board the Capitol limited bound on an eighteen-hour, one-night run to Chicago. The senator was pacing an ei...
I am bent over my stall table; a shadow looms over the top of me. A voice quietly says, "Do you sell those metal cock rings here?" I stand up so quick my head spins, with me staring into a set of mischievous green eyes. "Well do ya?" he asks, a big smile on his face. "Jase, you Asshole!" That, right then, is the moment Father Paul decides to appear at m...
I laid there crumpled in the corner, abused and feeling unwanted. I no longer want to live, it hurts to breath, when I walk my body spams in pain, and when someone raises their hand I tremble. My body has become used to the my father's abusive terms. I have a system for it now, it's called sit there, take the pain, do not speak up, and the hits end sooner. T...
In Part 28 Rusty's grandparents return home- unexpectedly-uh, oh! It appears that Matt and Marie are a couple Gwen shares some of her plans with DJ Jamie receives an urgent call from Chuck__ __Fernando is in trouble! DJ Part 28 Sunday morning, February 11th was pretty normal in the Kendall household. DJ and Jamie were rudely awakened by the sound of D...