When I retired from the Army, which I had come to think of as a prison, my wife and I moved to a little house near the beach, and life crystallized -- we, as they say, settled down. The house was a fabulous find. The previous owners had to get out of the country quick, and we happened along on the right day to get it for a song. I had dreamed of such a hou...
I was sitting at a small table in the corner of the cocktail lounge trying to relax and analyze what I had just heard and figure out what I was going to do for an income now that I was unemployed. I was angry and mystified. I had spent the last 2 days, in a hotel conference room, listening to hostile strangers tell me they had just bought the defense contr...
Chapter Seventeen - All That Matters Aron had made him walk into the house in nothing but his sneakers, commenting something on how nice he looked with jizz pouring down from his ass, and he had had to just take the guy's word for it. Now, under the hot spray of the shower, and Aron's wandering hands, he was starting to doubt whether the fact that he had g...
I hadn't been bumped out of a job because of the arrival of the corona virus in Florida in March—well, first noticed and acknowledged in March—but I suppose it would have happened anyway. I had been a masseur—and more—at Andy's Fit Gym on New Haven in Melbourne, with no problem in finding clientele, when the police shut us down right at the beginning of Marc...
Summary: Jared, Mike, and Adrian are like brothers from different mothers, and, like all siblings, whether by genes or chance, they like different things. Jared wants a relationship, preferably one that lasts beyond a one-night-stand, Mike hides his vulnerable self under the pretense that he is into a niche fetish, and Adrian just likes to have fun. In th...
This story features drug use, spontaneous gay kink, and straight guys being forced to think about their sexuality. If that isn't your bag, well, don't say I didn't warn you. ***** Finn was incredibly excited as the end of his shift at the restaurant quickly approached. He looked over at his friend Peyton who was standing across the dining room taking care...
When I woke up, I was alone in bed. The previous night's events came flashing back into my mind almost immediately. 'Shit, what the fuck had happened,' I thought anxiously. I smiled to myself as I grabbed Rob's pillow and buried my face into it. I smelled his scent on the pillow case. It was soothing and kind of hot too. I remembered how good it had felt...
Mitch struggled against the restraints. He was tied securely to the metal framework of the bed, seated with his back against the cold metal bars. When they had brought him here – who ever ‘they' were, they'd stripped him naked and tied him down. Mark didn't remember being brought here; his mind was blank. He stared around the room, hoping that something wou...
"You are too loose, too easily led, Troy. Submissive to about anyone. I don't see how we possibly can go on." Those were Rupert's last words to me. He had nearly run me out of the townhouse in Georgetown after that. We'd been together for four years. It had been a good, symbiotic relationship—or at least I'd thought it was, right up to when he tossed me out...
Scared Curious: My First Weekend in Prison Note: The descriptions and accounts in this story are fictional and do not portray any actual people or events. Like many of my misadventures, this one started with well intentioned scholarly research, was exacerbated by garden variety greed, fed by unbridled lust, and resulted in both exciting memories and dee...