It had been a long time since you had worked out as hard as you did today. Normally you avoid the locker room at the YMCA at all costs, but today you have a date with a girl you have had your eye on for a long time, and you just don't have time to make it back to your house to get ready. Good thing you have the clothes you wore to work in your gym bag. You...
"Fuck Jamie, have you finally lost it?" Yep! "I've gone mad, talking to myself now." I pulled out my cell and called Lucas. "Lucas, hey." "Oh, hey Jamie, it's like..." Lucas sounded like a zombie, okay id just woke him up. "Lucas, I need you to just listen okay, please?" "Sure," he coughed a bit, obviously I've woken him up, it's like 02:20 in Housto...
Chapter 4 - Time to mend a few fences. The summer weather had slipped away today. It was cold and raining out. Everything looked cold and grey - not an ideal day off. At least this time I didn't have to run out of Sam's house like a madman. I couldn't do that to him for the third time - he's a really nice guy. Sam was quietly sleeping beside me, lookin...
In the morning Logan was up before me as always. I had moored us out to sea and had fallen asleep on the deck chair. When the sun came up, I just covered my face with a sheet and fell back asleep. I awoke to someone nudging my foot. "Hey." Logan stood above me, a cup of coffee in his hand. I sat up, the sheet falling away from my face, and took him in. "Yo...
Diary of a Cock Sucker. Chapter 21. In which our hero needs a shower. I spend the day at work looking forward to the evening where I have a reprise with my companion of several days ago. We met on a bicycle club group ride some weeks ago and have seen each other a few times since. We agreed several days ago that we would have dinner tonight at my place w...
I toweled dry, wiping water and the Mr. Bubble residue from my skin. I closed my eyes. What was the problem? Despite my best efforts to ignore my little voice of reason, it whispered in my ear all the clichéd warnings my heart didn't want to hear... Don't mix business with pleasure. Don't put the cart before the horse. Don't be led down the garden path....
CHAPTER NINE: Hopkins & Mrs. Hopkins Tommy awoke. He was in a strange place. His body ached. His eyes burned. And yet, his head was on a pillow, a blanket covered him. As his senses cleared, he realized he was lying on the floor of a room he recognized. It was the flat he had visited with Bunny. His heart sank with the realization that the nightmare that ha...
"You'd get half of the bid, plus you'd get to keep the clothes." I didn't know that I was all that wild about being auctioned off, but I had to admit that I liked—no, I loved—Zhao Zeng's clothes. That was what had attracted me to him in the first place. His black satin shirt and trousers were cut so well—and so provocatively—on him that I could hardly keep...
When I'd told Mother about me moving in with Jesse, she didn't ask why or beg me to stay. I got a congratulatory smile and a promise that she'd pay my share of the rent. Fine with me—I quit being sore weeks ago. She offered to pay Jesse's share, as well, since she liked him so much. But he respectfully declined, saying that the work keeps him grounded. What...
The blue and gold of the Alexander lounge turned into scarlet and gold of the Hephaestion club as the American detective, Clint Folsom, and the German police inspector, Sigmund Frist, descended into an area that took perhaps a third of the room of the lounge above it but that held quite a few banquette-style seating areas on three tiers going down to a small...