My legs were shaking. My knees felt weak, my hands sweaty and clammy. My eyes didn't focus on anything, they just stared blankly forwards, they should have been focussing on everything, scanning every person I passed or car that zoomed past in case it was someone I knew, giving me a reason to abort what I was doing. But I didn't , instead I staggered onwards...
Chapter Three -- Nice Shape Did it count as a weakness of character the fact that he was fapping furiously in the shower to the umpteenth recount of what had happened earlier that day at the photo shoot? Aidan was pretty sure it did but just as true it was that he could not help it. Heathcliff Stone could charm the panties off a nun with his flirting. Or...
I pulled on a sweatshirt and opened my phone looking for a certain app. Even in the middle of nowhere, California, there had to be Ubers and Lyfts around somewhere. I'd moved out of the Napa home, into a motel. And by that I mean, I started walking and didn't stop until I felt tired. And then I did it again, and again. Until I made it to somewhere near San F...
After exiting the taxi and paying my fare, including a tip rather larger than I could afford, I took a moment. Standing on the sidewalk, I looked up, past the towering palms, at the expansive white facade festooned with balconies and towers. The latter's red, conical roofs projected, brick-red, against mountainous clouds in the otherwise azure sky. The Hot...
He could not be mad at Klaus. After all, the guy was working himself to the bone. Apparently, being rich didn't mean sitting on your butt, by a pool, eating ice cream or something. But Jake had to admit that he felt restless without being able to talk to the guy. He had wanted to call a few times but felt guilty at the thought that Klaus was getting too litt...
There is something particularly humiliating about being arrested covered in cum, piss, and surrounded by big black men, especially when you were once a very well-off businessman with a simple insertion fetish. My whole private life had been exposed in a day, and it affected my professional life a great deal. My face was plastered all over the news for weeks....
I'd come out here to the park to try to calm down. The slight wedge of a townhouse I'd rented on Savannah's Lafayette Square was hardly big enough to turn around in, let alone pace in. It was essentially one continuous shot-gun room downstairs, a twelve by eight-foot foyer with a spiral staircase—entered from the street, followed by the "big" room, a twelve...
Chapter Four -- Happy Birthday To Me! "Is this all?" Aidan raised his eyes from the papers they had been perusing together until earlier. Trying to keep a professional attitude about the whole deal was tough. But after a lot of deliberation with himself, he had decided that he could not try doing something inappropriate with Heathcliff. The man was off lim...
Chapter Eight - (Not) So Honest Neither of them was talking, seemingly too trapped into observing the other. Heathcliff knew he was supposed to be the initiator, with Aidan being so guarded and almost on the point of running out the door. "When you say you lack experience," he said softly, as he raised his hands to cup Aidan's face, "how much lack of exper...
Ezra's day was supposed to start better than this. He woke up knowing (well, assuming) he was getting a promotion, a full year after starting his first real job. That was the good part. However, Ezra was currently trapped in a long line at the corner cafe, his entire office's drink order clutched in his sweaty hands,and he was late. Late for his own damn pr...