Herb went to Baltimore's Mount Vernon Stable and Saloon on North Charles Street several blocks up from the inner harbor fairly often for lunch. He didn't go there for the food, although it was good. He went there, first, because he didn't want to see any of his coworkers at Dunstan and Dunstan outside of the nearby office at Franklin and West Liberty and the...
It's my secret. It's my hidden desire. My love. I don't share it with anyone. I don't expect anyone to understand, I don't understand myself. I don't know why I do it, well, yes, I do. I'm a jerk, an asshole, a bastard, and a closet case of sorts. If my friends knew, they would look differently at me. I would feel differently in front of them, so I get my fi...
Right off the top, I'll make quite clear that I'm not a dog person. I'm a cat person. You don't have to walk them and they can be on their own for a weekend without chewing up the new sofa. But my wife thought we needed a dog—because we lived in a "ripe for ripping the rich folk off" golf club community, she said. But I know it was really because Libby next...
Sorry folks for the delay. My computer crashed from a virus and I've just resurrected this chapter from Word--phew! I am submitting it now rather than work on it more since I'm not sure I can save it to my currently inaccessible hard drive. More to follow! -------------------------------------------------- I woke up with a start. I could have sworn James...
It started out as an English project while I worked on my Masters at Oxford. I came there from Los Angeles on a Fulbright scholarship to study self-identified sexual orientation among internet users. As a bisexual, I always questioned the idea that people could be born liking one gender other the other and stay that way forever. By analyzing stories and pers...
From the outdoor cafe across the street, Malafacha watched in disgust as his henchmen turned a simple jewelry-store stickup into shambles. He saw a woman run from the tony shop only to be caught in the doorway by a burst of submachine gun fire; an almost-straight line of red holes popped across her waistline. Too bad: They ruined a beautiful yellow platilla...
Jim never learned about J.T. If he did, he never let on. Still I think he suspected something. After all, your demeanor changes when you are cheating on your lover. Experienced lovers pick up on it. I am sure Jim did as well but he never said anything. I think he understood my need for sex, especially at my age and as I was still learning the world of sex an...
It was a warm Saturday night in the summer, and after fasting for 2 days straight, and then thoroughly cleaning myself out with various implements and toys, I was ready to ride. The ads on various hookup sites had netted some interest, but nobody was able to host, and I didn't feel like having a bunch of strangers wandering through my house this particular n...
Lying on a chaise lounge on a tropical beach, drifting off with the sun beating down, it's warm rays heating my body, I felt like I was in paradise. The only sense I had was the hot sun that was covering me, when slowly, I noticed a wonderful, salty flavor on my lips that beckoned me to open my mouth for more. A bulbous head slowly entered as my tongue darte...
"...Please stay!" Denuck and I spent many cycles in the cabin that season. He let go of all his notions of abandonment; and poured his heart into his new love interest...me! Anger and fear were replaced with joy and contentment for us both. If there was any doubt in our minds as to the bond we share...this final chapter sheds all the light we will ever need...