In one second, Miguel's eyes bore into me like those of a shark, and in the next, they flit around at passersby, whom I cannot see, but only feel when they move close behind me. He is analyzing them, taking notes, and this behavior is constant for him. He knows them all by name, I am sure, and most of them, I am also sure, consider him as their personal frie...
Things in the House of Shame get stranger and more extreme. But there's change here, as well as continuity. My first terror came when - after three months, Dean was paroled, and I was suddenly alone. There was no warning, no advance intimation, I just entered the dorm, and his bed was stripped, his things were gone, the sheets neatly folded and placed on th...
© SADIE ROSE BERMINGHAM 2009/10 "Bet you thought I'd forgotten about this, didn't you? True I've been a little distracted by Rayne's later adventures with Xavier but with the boys headed back to London I can't put off the end of Underwear for much longer. Buckle up, this is a long and rocky ride. As Channel 4 are so fond of warning, there will be violence,...
"Sure, I'll drive you home. But do you really want to go home just to sit around a do nothing or would you like to come with me downtown to the Battery Park Book Exchange for some stimulation?" Trent had just put in eight hours at the University of North Carolina Asheville Ramsay library, checking out books at the circulation desk, and more time with books...
I woke up feeling almost brilliant except for my tender morning wood. After the rough fuck with Oliver the unkind treatment I had given myself the night before, even I could start to feel a little raw. It was a new feeling, like the head of my cock being too big and my foreskin being too tight although I gave it a pull and realised neither was really true. I...
Part Three TIMELESS MOMENT The hiss of water through the shower nozzle sizzled like static as it discharged a silvery spray of water over the two glistening bodies beneath. They pulled closer together for a moment, joined at the hip and mouth, searching hands gliding slickly over smooth wet skin, then dipping lower, groping and rubbing harder and more ur...
Chapter One: Bah Bungholing "I'm sorry that Neal didn't make the funeral, Keith. It's just that—" "I know what it's just like, Kim. You don't have to make excuses for Neal's phobias. He didn't make the wedding either. It's no big deal. He let me come here for Thanksgiving. That's progress." "I didn't actually tell him you were coming," my sister said, wit...
Broke. Down and out in Paris. Hiding out from brutal creditors. I'm in scarily way too deep. If you wanna hear about it, the things I did, the predicament I find myself in, all you have to do is buy me a cognac... and listen, eventually I may come up with the truth, only slightly embellished. Of course, you'll never be certain which parts are true, and which...
This story occurs back in the late 60s when hitchhiking was much more common. The first part of this story is mostly true up to and including the first blowjob. The rest is pure fiction. I hope you enjoy it. * * * * * My name's John - not particularly original I know, but that's what my parents named me. I had just finished my sophomore year at Rice Unive...
Ben was 22 just out of college and down on his luck. Ben worked as a service advisor at a local repair shop. As he woke up that morning he brushed his dark brown bangs out of his sleepy eyes and rolled over to turn off the alarm. He planted his feet on the ground and headed to the shower. Ben turned the knob to the shower and let it warm up as he slowly pull...