The tower room has already changed. It is still red and dim, the candles are still there, and the incense. But it no longer smells of blood. Some of the windows are thrown open and fresh air sweeps through making it smell clean and fresh. There is a hint of lilac from the trees beneath. The bed is mounded with pillows and cushions in black and red silks and...
The front door closes securely behind me, I make my way to the passenger door of dad's pick-up. Grabs the handle, opens my door, hops in, places the small cooler chest along with the wrinkled bag of clean cloths onto the floor. It hits me right away, it's cool in here, it's never cool. The air conditioning is set to high, blows wonderful, refreshing air out...
Sitting at my desk that rainy, grey Thursday afternoon, I wondered what the point of it all was. I mean, really...how many times did this one short communication need to be tweaked before it was ready for publishing? A short memo about new parking passes had been back and forth for edits over 8 times at this point. Changes here, changes there. One more chang...
I was broke. I had lost my job and I decided to make some changes, some big changes. I was heading home to work in my brother's restaurant in Spokane, WA. That's where I was born and raised. I left ten years ago after my father has disowned me for coming out of the closet. "No son of mine will be a faggot". Those words were still painful a decade later. My...
We fall asleep curled up together, my head on Tyler's chest. The morning brings a rush of sensations, both old and new. Tyler wants to snuggle and sleep some more. I feel hungry. Not exactly sure for what yet, but there is a definite ache in the pit of my stomach that needs attending to. "The beginnings of blood lust, Zach. You can still eat food...for now....
Twisting on my spot on the floor I set my palette down on the floor out of the way. The cloud I'd been painting done. Behind me music was playing softly. Mark and his two main leads were practicing their dance. I shifted over on the floor to the next set of clouds. "Nolan!" I pop my head up, the bun on the back of my head bobbing, and look over at Mark. "...
Well, Monday night football is over and the week moves on. Having the house to myself and nothing to do, well what a great time for hot tubing. I worked all day in the yard and sanded some walls for painting. I also went to the store and got some steaks, bourbon and fresh corn. I was set for a great evening. Around 6PM, Larry showed up. He brought a bottle...
FYI -- No Sex In This Chapter. *Toby* It is Thursday morning, I didn't get much sleep last night, it is so weird now sleeping by myself, we returned from the retreat last night and the Doc had to drive Janice home. I was hoping that he would come over but he didn't. I did get a goodnight text from him, what are we teenagers? I would have called him, but I...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. As fiction, the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be un...
This story is a fantasy and has nothing to do with the celebrities mentioned. Everyone in this story is over the age of eighteen! This is part two... ***** Between the beers, the bongs and the most fucking fantastic head I'd ever had in my life when my orgasm ended, I just laid back on the couch and fell asleep. I roused again soon, and as I did I couldn...