My phone didn't make a sound all day, which was not entirely out of the ordinary. I didn't know whether to expect anything from Mikey. At work, I pushed back against this silence with indifference; already during the early-morning bus ride home I had cried at length, the front of my shirt no less than soaked in my sorrow. A meager assortment of riders had cl...
Hey Guys! Here's the fifth chapter of Back to You. Big thanks for all the likes and comments. I read each and every one of them. Please keep letting me know what you think- I always take them into consideration when I'm writing the next chapters. This one's a little shorter- the story line for this chapter just seemed to have a natural finish. Still more cha...
Chapter 9: Friends In Blue Places Adam sighed as he walked along the pier. Not one of his favorite days; he got Canned today. He smiled as he remembers the first time he heard that from Captain, telling him he's getting Canned. Worst part is, the old salty cogger STILL pulls that one on new guys and trainees. Getting 'Canned' is a bit of a sick and...
I I'm not saying older guys can't be pretty, but WhiteStallion10 wasn't. He was sort of tough-looking, with a narrow face, flat cheeks; a lean, strong jaw; a wide, red mouth with a slightly crooked upperlip that seemed inclined to sneer; and sandyblond hair, cut military short with a pronounced widow's peak. His cobaltblue eyes were intense and vibrant. I...
Ron turned his car onto the gravel road and drove up the hill toward the clubhouse. The brick building was about 2 miles up the road, in a little forest of pine tees. It could not be seen from the road. And unless you knew it was there, you wouldn't even know it existed. A generous patron had donated the somewhat isolated land and building to the local Explo...
December 2009 James I'm idly browsing online one evening, surfing for something - anything - interesting, when an article from a gay gossip column catches my eye. At first I think I'm imagining it, but no matter how I squint at the screen, the words don't change. Simon Vermeulen, last seen crashing spectacularly at the Spanish Vuelta (a 3,000km cycling ra...
What Paul needed was to get right back on the wagon, Terrence had said. "You can only be in mourning so long," Perry chimed in. "Mingle, mingle, mingle," Terrence added. "That's how you shoo the blues away." Paul's friends had managed to lure him out to an ocean-side café in Santa Barbara, the first time he'd been out in public since the funeral. He hadn't...
Blurb Jerry is returning to his small Minnesota hometown after the sudden death of his grandfather to a town full of memories he'd tried to escape. He soon remembers one of the only good memories of his time spent growing up in the small town and reconnects with a person he had long forgot about. However Jerry's reception in town is not all that welcoming...
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I'm Scott, 6ft, green eyes, 36, medium brown hair, short beard, got a nice muscled bod from my days in the USMC. Ever since I got out of the military, I found wrestling with my buddies was a great way to get in a good workout and great sex on top of it. My last couple of matches have been with this guy named Tibor. He is about my height, Russian, 45, bald he...