The shower door slides abruptly open. Lance stands there, gaping. Neal ogles. Lance sings softly as he steps into the shower: "If it's you my life lines trace. – Hi Neal, nice meeting you here." he slips into the fold of his new partner's arms, kissing his lips and reaching for the soap. "Turn around, let me wash your back," he says, grinning. Neal obliges,...
"I'm sorry I yelled at you," Luca's voice was almost drowned out by the carnival music, but he heard it. Sitting against the base of the tree, he quickly brought his knees together in an effort to hide his erection. After the day he'd had, that ride had been nothing short of torture. He'd barely been able to keep his hips clear of the bone-shaking reverberat...
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"Well... the end has come at last. It's taken me a little over a year to write this story and I'd like to say a big thank you to all the kind people who have read A Boy Who... in its entirety (some of you, amazingly, more than once!) You've been very patient with me, and I'm so grateful for all the wonderful comments and e-mails you've sent. It just makes me...
"You wouldn't be here if I'd never let your useless father get me drunk the night I met him." ~Linda Wilkinson to ten year old son Shane~ * February 5, 2011 Against the singer's privacy inclined nature to personally arrange accommodations absolutely unknown by the media, Rory had talked Taz into staying the night at The Huntington along with his band mate...
Ricky, my partner, unlocked the bedroom door and I noticed Jason peering down the corridor to make sure the three of us weren't being watched. "Are you sure your wife will be asleep?" I checked with him, as I closed the door behind him and Ricky clicked on one of the bedside lamps. "Yeah, she were rat-arsed when I brought her up to bed," Jason replied. "If...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === "We were on a hiking trip up in the Pennines," Troy began quietly after the waitress had taken our order. The coffee shop, which was hidden away among a few takeaways and convenience stores across the road from the college, was deserted in spite of the time of day. He asked, "I don't suppos...
Recap of The Mudroom Part I... To catch you up... In my mind, my worst fears had just been confirmed by my cousin John. It was actually his big cock that I had sucked off at what I thought was my anonymous gloryhole setup at my house. We had hooked up off a Craig's List ad that I had posted and I was mortified with what he just said to me at the family par...
As I took the long elevator ride down from my ex-wife's lawyer's office, I began to contemplate how at 42 I had arrived at that point in my life. With just our signatures we had ended 18 years of marriage. Of course in truth it was over well before I signed the formal document. The home we had built together had been sold weeks earlier. Our possessions had b...
The day I first met him was like any other day. Riding the Metro to work I was suddenly jostled out of my reverie by some one bumping into me from the back. Turning I found myself looking up at a ruggedly handsome man. His steely grey/blues seemed to pierce into my very being. I wanted to look away but was unable to do so. After a few seconds that seemed to...