I didn't let the tears fall until I was under my third shower of the day; the tears trickled down my cheeks, mixing with the droplets of water. There was no point in trying to stop the flow, I had tried before and just made it worse and worse until I broke down and cried till my body was shaking with a mixture of depression and relief. This was pointless,...
Herb went to Baltimore's Mount Vernon Stable and Saloon on North Charles Street several blocks up from the inner harbor fairly often for lunch. He didn't go there for the food, although it was good. He went there, first, because he didn't want to see any of his coworkers at Dunstan and Dunstan outside of the nearby office at Franklin and West Liberty and the...
James was sleeping soundly, around 8 o'clock still sucking his thumb like a baby. At that time, the alarm went off, waking him up instantly. The sleep wasn't such a deep one because he woke up too many times while finding himself in the middle of various nightmares. He sat up on the bed, rubbing his eyes. His entire face was wet from the baby like drooling...
Hey all. Thanks for the feedback and encouragement for the first chapter. I really appreciate it. I write from a outline that plans out my story arc which means that I don't always write chronologically, so I'm not sure how long it will take between some chapters. This short and kind of silly but I thought I'd post it anyway because it continues to let yo...
Eithen arrived at the safe house within 20 minutes of receiving the call letting him know that they had located and brought in Angelica for questioning. He pulled up and turned off the engine, just sitting there for a moment trying to calm himself down before he had to confront this...this woman. Eithen got out and walked into the house nodding at one of his...
I sat in the hotel dining room where other business men and women were starting their day over run-of-the-mill continental breakfast, USA Today, and mercifully low-volume CNN. Cell phone mumbling surrounded me. The coffee was good however, and I was well into my second cup, trying to clear my head of the alcohol and the bizarre event that had ended only a fe...
Robbie's point of view Two hours had gone by since Mark had left and I was still lying in bed, full of self-loathing, numb, drowsy and depressed as I tried to figure out what I needed to do to make things better between Mark and I. He was my rock and I didn't know what to do without him. I hated myself for literally pushing him away because of my self-destr...
The False House I've spent the past year now sitting in the same chair, seeing the same slur of familiar faces and listening to the same old man remind us all about how much we've fucked up our lives. "But don't worry," he says, "there's still hope." The look of complete apathy we always wore would beg to differ—it's not like any of us chose to be here. I...
"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...
Disclaimer: All characters in this fictional story are 18 years of age or older. My name is Doug, and I am a submissive cocksucker. And I just can't help myself. I tried to deny it at first, but now I want a guy to just make me suck his cock. I am 24 now, and the following are some of my adventures. It all started when I was 18 and after I graduated sch...