PART 1 1 Hi, he said. How r u? Normally, butchering English would've turned me off, but since he was on a phone, I could excuse it. Fine, I replied. You? I didn't expect an immediate response—or one at all, if I wanted to be honest with myself. It wasn't often guys sent me messages on apps like this, especially guys like him. His username was IceFire....
I joined the agency two days after I graduated from college. I was heavily recruited for the position having been what my university called a scholar-athlete. What that meant was that I had very high grades in a rigorous academic program while participating in team sports. My 4.0 average in international studies with a minor in linguistics got me noticed by...
Conclusion A heavy dance beat pounded and pulsated through the air in Downbeat. Multi-colored lights flashed and flickered over the nearly packed dance floor as Hayden leaned against a railing watching the action. Leo hadn't been kidding earlier that night when he said that Lexie loved to dance. The minute they entered the club they secured a table that ove...
David Pennington was a retired police officer with a cranky temperament. He had spent 20 years as a Cop before his divorce. After the divorce he decided it was time to start living the dream and taking a corporate security job for a real salary. He took the job for a hotel chain and moved from Atlanta to Miami, where his only son David Jr. (Davey) attended...
Usual stuff, this is fiction and I've taken a few liberties with reality. Oh, and we're all over eighteen. ******* Preamble ******* "Hi Tom, what's up?" I looked up to see Jerry, my best friend coming over to where I was sat. We had arranged to meet, as usual, in the bar of the Newton Arms. "Nothing much. Have a pew." I pushed back a chair for him to si...
Encounters with Evil © Copyright jvaughn, 2013. All rights reserved. Copyright violators will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. * Tigger focused carefully, squinting at the glass in his hand and willing his muscles to behave as he set the drink down slowly. In spite of his effort, he misjudged the distance and vodka and orange juice sloshed...
The next morning brought the whole issue crashing down on me again when he woke me early to send me home. Even though we were going to the exact same place, for the same amount of time, he didn't want to ride in together. I didn't make an issue of it to him. I certainly made of issue of it to my steering wheel and dashboard. I bitched at them the entire way...
The following is a true story as told to me by a friend. Back in the late Fifties, I was the captain of a US Navy vessel, a big man o' war (that shall remain nameless). Three heavy gun turrets, a couple dozen torpedoes, several million dollars' worth of seagoing steel, and several hundred men were my command, but as the CO, I was enjoying my last cruise. I...
Warning: This story contains incest. Author's Note: This is an expansion and retelling of the previously posted story "Home Repairs." ***** Stephanie rolled her eyes listening to the boys tell their tales for the umpteenth time. Even though they got together just about every weekend, it was always the same thing and the same stories with them. However, de...
It was a calculated risk Tim and I had to undertake if we were ever going to break free from Mr. Hansen's iron grip over our lives. My parent's now knew the truth of my sexuality, and Tim had had a talk with his folks. His mom and dad were far more understanding than mine. In fact, I still smile when I recall what his mother had said when he outed himsel...