I'd fallen asleep again. The gentle hum of the furnace behind me always made me sleepy, the warmth and the comfort of my chair didn't help. I always ended up curled up in my chair for hours at a time in the small book store. The book I'd been reading was now on the floor at my feet, and I was sure my hair was even more of a mess than it usually was. But I...
I took Dickson, my male Boxer, in for an early appointment at the local chain pet store. He was there for a bath, and nail trim. I walked in and was greeted by a young white male saying he'd be right with me. I stood waiting and observed the guy. He was about 6', maybe 160, filled his clothes nicely and a fantastic ass. He walked up, and I gave him my name a...
(Thank you for all the kind feedback. I have also taken criticisms to heart-thank you for those as well.) In Part 1, straight Brian reluctantly told gay Mark a story he has never told anyone. In Part 2, things have gotten a little awkward. They're both aroused and Brian is having a lot of internal dialogue. The saga continues. I pull out my phone, pretendi...
Thank you all who have been reading and following along. I always appreciate getting feedback. It helps with becoming a better writer and it's always an ego boost, so feel free to reach out. I will always respond! The usual spiel: This isn't a stroke story, (more porn with plot.) Be warned, it's very long. 33 chapters, and many sexless ones, which is why it...
A foreshadowing that summer again would follow spring descended on my neighborhood in the form of a minor heat wave one early May evening. We'd had a particularly cold winter and early spring, and thus when the sun had brought us an unusually early warm day, we opened the windows on the bedroom level, giving the house its first breath of fresh air in over th...
It was the 1980s. I had just turned 18 a few days prior and I was waiting outside a friend's work for him to punch out. There was a sex book shop a few doors down from his restaurant that I'd seen before. We'd joked about it, but I never really gave it much thought. I had about an hour to kill, so I said what the hell and went inside. My plan was to browse...
I always seem to get horny late at night. And I really mean late. That's anywhere from one to three in the morning. That's also when I usually get off work. My end time changes, depending on the workload. One night I decided to do something about it, so I posted an ad. The thing was, I rarely got anything back from those, but it was an effort anyway. Then...
I would like to start by saying I am new to writing so I hope you don't judge me too hard on my literary naivety. Nor am I experienced in Bondage or Master Slave relationships. This story is pure fantasy from my part and is about what I find erotic and stimulating. Please bear this in mind when reading the story. I hope you find it as stimulating reading as...
Weeks passed since that time in the theater. I suppose a mixture of guilt and being seen there by friends kept me away. I had also met Linda on campus. Linda was a striking redhead who was one of those women who looked great whether she was all dressed up for a night out or lazing about her dorm room in sweats. God, she was gorgeous. Looking back, I guess it...
We stopped in Galena, Illinois that night, early enough to check into a motel, and quickly getting some directions from the desk clerk, went out for a brisk four-mile run around the pretty old town. We ran in just the same gym shorts we'd being'wearing' all day. My uncle was a regular jogger, and in great shape, but since I'd been in training for three sport...