It was the dead of winter, the worst time of the year in the New York City area. It was cold outside. The skies were a constant shade of gray. Even the snow was gray from the City grime. Leonard sat looking out the window aimlessly thinking his life was turning as gray as the weather ...... He was knocked out of his hypnotic stare by the sound of his phone....
Randy is unable to shake his doubts but puts them aside long enough to offer himself to his young lover. Thanks to LarryInSeattle. Enjoy. If you have the time let me know what works and, just as important, what doesn't. Thanks. ========== I do my best thinking working on the bag. It's like meditating. Your body falls into a rhythm and your mind is...
~~~ * ~~~ This story is purely fictional - no shapeshifters, punks, cars or flats were hurt in the process. If you don't like violence, please stop reading right here - there will be weapons, drugs, manhandling and rough sex. Not all of it, not in every part of the story, put you may get hung up once you start! Also, please excuse my English - It isn't my...
I pulled a pair of low-rise shorts and a sports shirt out of the closet, put them on, leaving the sports shirt open and not tucked into the shorts, and padded down to the hotel reception desk to start the process of reporting I'd been ripped off, was temporarily destitute, and needed help to start the process of canceling cards and replenishing my funds. I w...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === I'd driven up to Leicester after work to attend the 'Men's Sexual Health Issues' meeting which ran at an adult learning centre on Monday evenings. I suspected the title was really a euphemism to conceal the fact it was aimed at sex addicts and fetishists. Men like me, in other words. It too...
=== Warning: this story includes scat! === If you're driving along the motorway and feel like a break, I would strongly recommend Mudchute Services. They're fairly easy to find, right next to Brown Wood, and you'll find the toilet facilities make a very worthy detour. I'd paid little attention to gents' toilets all the years I'd been married, but these d...
Brian knew he'd been impetuous. Unfortunately, it was a little late for realizing that. He turned his head from the window of the Cyprus Air plane as it cleared the French coast above Marseilles and sailed out over the Mediterranean. He looked over at the two young men sitting across the aisle from him in first class, aching for them—either one of them. It w...
Please feel free to comment if you feel that there's something missing, or if you like it. One more chapter to go after this - told ya I'd keep writing! ;) Disclaimer: Suspension of disbelief is recommended. This story is copyrighted and you are not allowed to copy, change, and/or try and sell it online. All characters are 18+. *************** ~*Darwin*...
Liam returns to the resort and to Matt. Thanks to LarryInSeattle for his help with editing. ========== "You okay, sport?" "Huh? Uh, yeah. Sure." Mary Beth nods. Her son is clearly not 'okay'. He's been silent since they left his dad's. She understands, or she thinks she does. Liam grew up in that house. He spent very little time with her. Her old s...
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Please read at least Part 2 to get a feel for the characters. This episode involves reluctance/coercion, so go elsewhere if not your preference. +++++++++++++++++ Our son had just turned three, and my wife felt it was important to take him to see his Great Grandmother. I couldn't imagine any torture worse than spending five...