My junior year in college, I went for a study abroad program in Australia. This was a big step for me. I was a naïve farm boy from rural Pennsylvania. I had never been on an airplane before. My mom is afraid of heights; my dad is afraid of water. That combination meant that any family vacations were limited to short jaunts in the car. My social development...
* * * * * * * * * * Escape From The Mountain Men * * * * * * * * * * "So we're lost?" Washington asked. He and Tom were standing on the bank of an overflowing creek, listening to the angry growl of the turbulent water. "Not exactly," Tom answered. "Just a little bewildered." "How's that different from being lost?" Tom shrugged. "I don't know where we a...
The rest of the summer was a summer of new awakenings in my life. I had met the love of my life and he was all that mattered. Martin had exceeded all of my wildest fantasies. Growing up gay and having to hide my feelings was hard on me. I had bottled up my dreams, fantasies and emotions deep inside. I was constantly depressed. I truly believe to this day tha...
Warning, this chapter contains graphic descriptions of rape and abuse. If you'd like to skip over that, scroll down to the first set of asterisks. All characters engaged in sexual relations in this story are 18+. ~~~~~~ The house didn't look so silly now. It loomed over me, grey metal and sharp angles. The trees behind it were dark shadows with intimidatin...
From the holes in the crate I saw a flag. I was in Texas. I had learned that the plane was a Company plane. It was full of slaves in crates all around me. The conversations we had were enlightening. Female slaves tended to hate service completely I heard from them it was because many were prostituted. There was only one female on that flight that truly lov...
This was just a short story I wanted to get out there real fast. Warning: It's on my dark side again so be prepared to hate me a little bit. But I promise I'll make it up to you in the end. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Demetrius bowed his head as the priest above him began prayer. His father and mother mumbled along with him, clasping their hands tightly together. His tw...
Brothers in Arms a love story by Robert Reams I Preston Dalton, dog tired and filthy, stood in the pouring rain, waiting to die. A quick musket ball to the head might be a merciful eighteenth birthday present. He thought back to his first battle, just thirteen days ago. They had been so pumped up and shiny and gray and confident, eager to drive the Yank...
My Cycling Holiday to the Outer Hebrides Yes! Five o'clock on Friday at last. I finished work and quickly cycled home. I was going on my holidays in the morning to the Outer Hebrides. A long train journey, a cycle run and then catch the ferry to North Uist. My plan was to cycle right down the islands and catch the ferry back to the mainland from South Uist....
Jenny was cold. The girls were cold. The cage was too small, the water had scum on it. The "food" was as tasteless as it was filling. It reminded her of rice. Overcooked rice. Steph and Jilly preferred her tits, and Jenny was fine with that. Her B cup breasts had become large C's, painfully full of milk two hours after feeding both girls. She ran over the...
It all began when I was hitching through rural North Carolina back in the early 1970s. I was a young, tight feminine looking man. Light brown hair and long legs. My eyelashes are naturally long and people have said I have eyes like a girl. I was in the navy and that particular day I was wearing my uniform as we did in those days while on liberty. I watched...