I untied the lines and I couldn't believe I was really doing it. I stowed the ropes on Ben's center console boat and slid next to him on the leaning bench as he navigated us out of the slip. It was a large, new boat with all bells and whistles and Ben had an iPad mounted on the console with a porn already playing. It was the middle of the week and there were...
I apologize to everyone for taking so long to post this! The fifth chapter is already in progress! (All main characters are over the age of 18) I was in heaven. It was ecstasy, it was pure poetry. I fell backwards onto the bed, pulling Matt on top of me. He was lighter than I expected, and as a result, we tumbled a bit more roughly than I anticipated. His...
Fucking matron was the national sport at our public school (that’s “private school” for Yanks). It was a rite of passage without which no future Australian captain of industry could hope to attain a Dick Grasso-esque remuneration package. But final year frolics came first. We'd reached 18 and were ready to rock and roll. We were wizards of wanking . . . mas...
"What would you like to do today Ryan?" I asked him. I could see he was thinking, both of us not really sure on what to do. "We could go out for lunch? Go shopping? I want to buy you something to remember me is that okay?" I asked him. "Really like I could ever forget you Tom." Ryan said smiling. "I want to buy you a piece of jewelry, your choice, but so...
He should have felt like he didn't belong, but, in truth, Jake was a bit proud, if only inwardly, of how good he looked. The casual clothes he was wearing were not a suit, but they weren't his usual jeans and t-shirt either. Klaus had great taste in clothing and Jake was not regretting a bit, seeing the vaguely surprised look in Hans's eyes, when he made his...
Chapter 1 I could not believe it; my application for an apprenticeship had been granted. I was to start next week at the oil refinery. OK, sheet metal work was not the most romantic of professions but at least it paid well for an apprentice and that was all that mattered to me. I could learn a trade and get paid well for it in the process. I had just turne...
I quickly found that my mother's "special services" operation paled in the face of what Mrs. Childress was capable of. I wasn't the only one on her staff giving extra attention for extra cash at the Swannanoa Boarding House. In addition to me for the men guests so inclined, she had two serving girls, Sadie and Clare, who did the same for the men who paid for...
My first sight of young Hilaron bathing so openly and lit by the late-afternoon sun, making the water flowing over him sparkle and glitter as if he were radiating light like a young god, had overwhelmed me with desire for him. And as I entered the courtyard of that fine estate, I could not have stopped myself from having him if I had wanted to. Perhaps the g...
Lou's car pulled up to the pair of dim spaces at the side of a small white service station. At least, Chris thought it had been white at one time. Dust, exhaust fumes from the single repair bay, cigarette smoke, and god only knew what else had dulled and muddled the exterior paint since its 1940s completion. The lack of illumination didn't help, either. One...
The tower room has already changed. It is still red and dim, the candles are still there, and the incense. But it no longer smells of blood. Some of the windows are thrown open and fresh air sweeps through making it smell clean and fresh. There is a hint of lilac from the trees beneath. The bed is mounded with pillows and cushions in black and red silks and...