last sentence of chapter 16-I walk out the door. When I got home I poured a double scotch and fired up a cigar. Propped my ass in the recliner and gathered my thoughts: Was I too abrupt with Fred? Am I being selfish? Should we go our separate ways? Whats wrong with meeting other guys? The mail to Jackie gurl didn't mention us. Is it about intimacy with...
Paul looked out the window. He could see a party cloudy sky right above a quiet suburban neighborhood. He opened the window to feel the cool ocean breeze infiltrating his bedroom. He closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. The late Mediterranean spring offered him an almost perfect mood. Southern California was blessed with cool temperatures in...
The coven was good enough to dump Doug on the steps of an ER in a cross-town hospital and to drop me off at home with one of the younger men from the group there with me to clean me up, straighten up the damage to our bedroom, and provide an alibi for me when the police arrived later that evening. After the police left, I went into the bathroom and ran a ste...
This story is dedicated to all the real Super Heroes of our time - The Service men and women of our Armed Forces and First Responders. I hope you enjoy my work, and if you have any comments, or ideas that may inspire new work, please feel free to contact me - all E-mails will be answered to the best of my ability. End of Chapter 28 I think he might even...
My boyfriend is going to cheat on me tonight. I just know it. He’s such a whore. Lobo claims that he’s only going to try to get his high school pal to do a little figure modeling. I know better. He’s normally not interested in women at all. However, he’s told me before that he doesn’t really consider her a mere woman, but his ultimate muse. I’m certain that...
Mike straightened his tie. "Are you sure you can do this?" His dad put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed it reassuringly. "Yeah, This bastard deserves what ever he gets and more." Mike said firmly. 'Alex used to squeeze my shoulder like that. NO. You cant start thinking about him. You can't or you will just start crying again.' He scolded himself....
First let me say that I absolutely love my husband. I'm his 3rd wife and he's my 2nd husband. It took a while but we finally found each other. Johnnie writes under the pseudonym eviltwin and believe me, I've read some of his works, if you want call them that. But his under lying themes deal mostly with a male losing by force or by choice his masculinity. Kn...
My wife was off to see her mother, and for the first time since he'd gotten it, my neighbor, Marty, had invited me for an evening in the hot tub he had put in. His house backed onto my side yard, and he'd done a whole lot of nice renovation on his property since he had moved in. Marty was divorced and probably was in his early fifties, judging from his grayi...
How it is that we eventually choose what we like is beyond me. There seems to be no rhyme or reason to the whole mess of being straight, bi or gay and add to that the subtle taste differences that come with those different varieties of connections. I might not know why I like what I like... but I know what I like and this is the story of Darnell. I was nine...
At eighteen I fell in love head over heels to the hottest babe I ever met. She was ten years older than me and well, the sex was amazing. She took advantage of the fact that I was always horny, had stamina and could just as easily get hard again to go as many rounds as she wanted. But I guess I was just a passing phase with her, I was merely her boy toy....