I took a cold Coke out of the plastic cooler. It was Friday afternoon in the southwestern desert, and I was alone in the company training area finishing up the paperwork. The younger sergeants had left long ago, heading for cold beer, air conditioning, and the NCO club if not some bar downtown. I wasn't exactly past that, not completely ancient, but at 40,...
This is a true story. Only the names have been changed. Many years ago, I was a lieutenant colonel in the US Army, commander of a Special Forces battalion, a married man of 50. We had a son, my military career was on track, and I was due to retire in a short time. The USA was then at peace, the military did only training, and discipline problems were few. Pr...
For an instant, I could think clearly: What the fuck have you let yourself in for, man?? Your mouth is in a big 'O', a man's cock is down your throat (the same cock that fucked you on the jogging trail), and you just caught the guy in your house using that cock to fuck your son! It's true, damn, it's true. I clenched my eyes shut in shame. Have to admit it:...
Young Billy landed in Charleston, South Carolina, by ship, at his uncle's own wharf, Brown's wharf, at the Cooper River foot of Queen Street. He was surprised to find that it was a lot warmer in Charleston in late October than it was in Massachusetts. And after coming from the more staid Boston, he was also taken with the frivolity he found here; it was the...
A pocket-palladium, the Monde Elegante nightclub was the premier show club in the city. Also one of the oldest. The neighborhood when it was built was a genteel part of town occupied by the comfortably well off. Passing years had changed the demographics and the median income of the area, and the Monde Elegante had deteriorated, too. The building could use a...
WAR! dum-dum, dum-dum-dum! What is it good for? Absolutely NUTHIN'! Just change "War" to "Fame," and you've got the story of my life. Absolutely nuthin'. Back in the day, I got endorsement money for saying, "I wear Gazackstahegen Gym Shoes" or "I always keep my jewels in a Bazonga Athletic Supporter!" Back then Schwarzenegger made his money and fame winnin...
The coach and Male Logic are irresistible to shy students Practically since the day I graduated, I've worked as a PE teacher and coach at *** University, one of the oldest in the South. I've always enjoyed sports. Love coaching. And something else: I never can get enough of young meat. College coaching is the best setup--all the students are over 18 (t...
SORTIE #5 The night Johnson's detachment returned to the ship, I could hardly sleep. Before the sun was up, I was wide awake. I couldn't help myself. Fuck, this is stupid! It's only 0500! I heard reveille over the loudspeakers, the noise of sailors getting up to start the day, and the flip-flops of shower shoes on the march to the head. Finally, finally, FI...
I'm old enough now that I can tell this story. I planned never to confess it, but now I'm 98, so what the hell. In early 1944 I was 35, a US Army medic with our forces in Italy. I have Type AB-negative blood, the rarest type, and a flash message came in to our unit asking me to give blood for some government official injured in London in one of the V-2 rock...
Anything to save her from him Life was good. As police chief of the sweetest little town in the country--we used to say Quiquonia had so many "Qu's" in its spelling because it was the quietest little town in the state--I was in charge of a real-world Mayberry. I was the Andy Griffith--Chief of the Quiquonia PD. The only crime in town was the occasional par...