Chapter 22 Disclaimer: This story is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental, and no harm or slanderous intent is implied or intentional. Other than that, the...
This is the second part of 'The Edinburgh Festival' story and follows on seamlessly. I have arrived home from work to find a package from FedEx waiting for me. **************** I stood on my neighbour's doorstep, clutching the FedEx package. It can only be from Alec, I don't know anyone else in America. I sniffed the package, wondering if I could detect h...
Chapter 20: Aftershock "Dammit... God fuck it..." Adam said as he hissed from cutting his thumb with one of the colorful fly-fish hooks. He cursed under his breath as he reached for the Patch-Up kit, and bandaged up his thumb. BAM! BAM! BAM! Came three loud bangs on the door. "What is it??!" Adam yelled out. "Yer behind, fishboy!" Came the voice of the...
For Steve McCarthy, the reason he became involved with the Union College Chess Club were two-fold. The love of the game was certainly one of them, of course, having been an avid player for most of his 57 years. The second was that it allowed him to interact with young people, primarily men, and that always made him feel more alive. Having just retired from...
"Whoa, is that a photo you're shredding on your dart board?" "Yeah, what's it to you?" Lionel Nicks walked over to the board, took the five darts out, and went back to the other side of the bar in his apartment. "Peace, big guy. I was just asking." Andre Sanders took a closer look at the photo. "Say, isn't that Devin? Your Devin? You guys no longer a coupl...
"You really wanted it this morning, didn't you?" Leonard said. He laughed as he rose off Dan on the bed. "And, woowie, look at that hole." He grabbed a hand mirror off the dresser and held it between Dan's bent and spread legs, his buttocks elevated on a bolster, so the younger guy by a good twenty-five years could see the effects of how Leonard had worked h...
The sound of the toilet flushing took my attention away from the soft melody of the music in the background, not quite loud enough for me to recognize the tune, but something for me to try to concentrate on in my nervousness. I had no idea why I had agreed to this, why I was here. It was a studio apartment, but the room was large. There was a living and din...
When i finished preparing for the evening, douching out my sissy cunt, shaving and lubing, i went out to the living room where Master was waiting and presented myself. Kneeling on the floor and putting my hands behind my back, i cast my eyes to the floor and waited. After a moment, Master got up and i heard him approach. He looked me over and ran his big, r...
As Benji had an understanding with Bruce, he had to become Sisco's lab partner. Just after break one day, he rushed back to class after having spent the last ten minutes on his knees and his mouth full of Bruce's dick. He walked in the class with everybody already sat, hoping a little nervously that no one could tell that he had just been busy giving someone...
Brad Besson caught on that he was the only one speaking. All other conversation in the high-flown witty debate on politics and economics had burbled down to nothing but what he was saying. They were gathered poolside on the terrace behind Frederick Gates's residence in the housing compound of the Baker Institute on the banks of the Chesapeake Bay, just to th...