Ranklestein chomped on his cigar and sucked smoke into his lungs as he stared at the text on the laptop. "Fuck. What a boring piece of . . . of boring crap." The buzzing of the phone jerked him away. "Hi," he barked. "Hi. So how's it going? I need those five thou by this afternoon, Rank. Five thousand, is that so hard?" "Hard? Hard? This Manissus is a moa...
Chapter 7 - Babysitting for Allison and Mikey's Birthday Party The day finally came, when Terry and Shane were able to return to their house. All the repairs were done, and they pretty much had a brand new home. Dave and Leroy celebrated by having sex all night in the family room after Dave came in from work. An hour after their last session that morning,...
It's a quiet Sunday afternoon. I'm watching an old movie when Daniel calls. He wants to come over. Sure. He says he'll be here soon. I brush my teeth and straighten up the apartment. That mostly consists of hiding the pot. Daniel's kind of weird about pot. He doesn't mind if you smoke it, but he really doesn't want to see it. I finish the housework and go b...
Gary was looking at me with those come to bed eyes. His stiff long hard cock pointing at me with a glint of pre cum coming out the tip. I was coming down from my high of being jerked off for the first time by a guy in a public place. "I erm urgh thanks." was all I could mutter at him as he chuckled at my stupefied face. "It wasn't so bad was it." he laugh...
I knew there was going to be a lot of traffic that afternoon, so I ate my lunch in my office instead of going out. I also brought the story I was working on. In fact, I had done everything but the spell-check. At lunch time, I did that and then went online to post it. While I was at it, I decided to peruse the latest man-to-man stories. I read one in which t...
I don't see any shame in admitting bisexuality. The truth of the matter is, I find women attractive, and sex with them highly pleasurable. In fact I'm thinking about them and it most of the time, like most guys. But recently, and essentially through my exposure to more, harder and more varied porn I started to wonder. And then I started to really think ... a...
Jonathan Beckham has been my best friend since 3rd grade when my family moved into a house in a small neighborhood in a little town just outside of Tulsa, OK. He and I live about 6 blocks from each other and have biked or walked to each other's houses for years. Now we are both 18, finishing 12th grade. We both drive beater cars and work part-time jobs. This...
I'm currently parked outside an out of the way motel about 20 miles outside of town contemplating how I got here. Well I know how I got here but to honest with myself I'm afraid of what I'll become if I get out of my car and walk into room 107 – as instructed on the text message I received an hour ago. I guess it would help if I explained how I got to the p...
Monday. A day that on its own was already bad enough, and I had extra baggage of the conversation I had with my dad the previous night. I spent the night thinking about what he said, hoping that somehow I could make him happy. I knew I couldn't do what he was asking for, to pretend to be straight, but maybe I could make him happy another way. "Hey handsome...
Clive was a melancholy artist, whose life was spent discovering himself and others. I never truly understood his art, though we discussed it at length during the many conversations that lasted into the candle-lit early hours. We always discussed the forbidden, the interesting; never dull things. This situation had come about from an earlier conversation abou...