Chapter 1 I could not believe it; my application for an apprenticeship had been granted. I was to start next week at the oil refinery. OK, sheet metal work was not the most romantic of professions but at least it paid well for an apprentice and that was all that mattered to me. I could learn a trade and get paid well for it in the process. I had just turne...
1. John woke up, his mind flooded with mad desires and lust—still influenced by the wet dream that had spoiled his boxers. He took a long, cold shower while coffee brewed. However, the plentiful stream of hot water failed to wash away the strong, bizarre sensations that had tortured his mind for months. He poured himself a steaming cup of coffee and lit a...
The first time I saw Lester Hodges, the Midwest shopping mall developer and owner, was at the blood fights in Kampala, Uganda, in early November. He had invited his lawyer, Art Brandeis, out to attend the fights, and Art, one of my regular clients, had brought me along. Hodges was an ugly bear of a man, over six and a half feet tall, heavy to the point of 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...
I woke up the next day still feeling the butterflies from his kiss. God, I wanted him. I wanted him bad. Such a deadly mix of sweet, innocent, hot and humble. I just couldn't see how a man like him served in the army. As a captain most of all. He was just so... sweet. And hot. And I was hopelessly falling for a man whose only man on man experience was kissin...
The eighteen wheeler in front of me had shown symptoms of irregular driving, and I was just contemplating whether to drop the speed to stay back even more. It was raining so heavily it was nearly dark. My attention never would have wandered so far to the edge of the road, if the truck hadn't deliberately swerved to the side to hit a large puddle, splashing s...
Adrian's back in the office after four days not smoking, with a promise of getting a blow-job from Dan on Saturday if he keeps it up. *** I get up a bit later on the Thursday, to avoid the rush hour. It's not that the crowds are much less after nine, but they're sure a lot less stressed about it. I'm all suited and booted to meet these arsehole clients....
Nicholas came back home walking inside faster. He was in a really good mood and wanted to spend the rest of his day with Adrian. After a fucking long meeting he had met with the lawyer who he had talked to about suing his mother. He finally pulled through and now he was back home, happy and excited as always. He took a glance at his watch and noticed that it...
This little story has been kicking around in my demented skull for a while. I hope you enjoy. Other than the usual gay male practices, there's just a hint of non-consent. Oh, and my apologies to the Moody Blues; same title, certainly not the same theme...or maybe it is... ...and thank you once again, Miss B! ________________________________ Did you ever...
In the interest of full disclosure I would like to mention that this story involves the following topics; rough, reluctant but consensual sex, anal sex, and both very dominant and completely submissive characters. This story takes place during the Summer of 1970 and involves a very shy, meek and socially awkward guy whose life is forever changed one day in...