"It's just for ten days—until Samuel gets back from Denver." "I realize that," Cal answered Levi Yost, the owner of the Hayden saloon. "This is Samuel's job. It's his when he gets back." "Yes, sir, I understand that." "Although I'll own that he's gettin' a little long in the tooth and some would like you instead. They'se tol' me as much. So, it's not lik...
Authored by Thomas Stevenson and Southern Suitor. ***** "Are those new shoes?" It was the man Tommy always noticed at the bus stop. The one who always had his tie in an immaculate double windsor, a gleaming fist of silk around his neck, sharp lapels and waistcoat, crisp French cuffs and cufflinks with gleaming patent leather shoes like angular black mirror...
I'd struck out again. It was Friday night and after happy hour with some friends from work, I'd gone to a local club in search of hooking up with a cutie. As had become my fate lately, I had no takers and was gonna be left to feed the hog alone again. I'm a decent looking guy, with a good job, and what I'd always considered to be an OK personality, but my lu...
If you've read my story "It Started At the Bookstore," I told how I wound up abandoning the anonymity of the glory holes at the Adult Book Store near me for an in person visit with Dom, a magnetic guy with a gorgeous body (6'2", sculpted muscles including abs and a beautiful butt) that came attached to a magnificent, 10" cut cock. I went with him because he...
River woke up in his bed later that day not remembering how he got home. He did however remember the pain that he experienced and the image of his daughter that he got right before he started his run. Strange, he thought to himself, that's never happened before. He remembered while growing up, his mother would often get headaches that came out of nowhere a...
!29f_UseMyBf - I want you to slap him around good. don't hold back. make him cry. and don't let him cum, okay? it's all selfish. all about you. okay? hungBristol24 - yea - where is he? does he have flatmates or anything? !29f_UseMyBf - He's staying alone. The address is no. XX Graining Pl, BSXX XXJD. Just knock loudly, and when he asks who it is, say you'r...
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Waiting It wasn't the only pub in the area, but it was the only one he remembered. Not that he had been old enough to drink then, of course. But he found it unsatisfactory, filled with grumbling old men in flat caps playing dominoes. The music was muted as if to apologise for its existence — and maybe it should, he thought, when he realised that it was some...
"Shit, the way this snow is falling, I'm not getting my rocks off tonight." "Steady as she goes, Chuck. Lucky for us there are bars close to the ship. Let's try this one." Naval Petty Officer Three Ryan Stevens pushed open the door of the bar and ushered Naval Petty Officer Two Chuck Adams into a dimly lit bar, filled with smoke and with muted and fuzzy Co...
The familiar, ominous image materializes before him of a narrow track in the woods opening toward him from a convergence of stark, bare-branched trees in the distance with a swirl of choking ground mist. Derek feels his heart racing and the essences inside him rising as, from the far end of the track, where the trees converge, the whirling figures form—white...