**********This is part of a dark, rough story with lots dark, rough gay sex. If that's not your thing, be warned! Otherwise, enjoy! Thanks. -MR********** The rest of the afternoon was a strange, nightmarish blur. I know it lasted for hours, well into the evening, but I only remember bits and pieces of it...hazy moments like dim shadows on concrete walls, th...
"I don't know how you boys can watch a game as lopsided as this one," Melody Ward declared as she picked up around the little buffet she set up for her husband and his friends every Monday night when they would gather for football. "You never can tell in football. That's what's great about the game - wait - I'll get that babe," Jack Ward told his wife, and...
Cruising down I-25 one idyllic, warm summer afternoon, I couldn't help but help but start to panic. No matter how much Gatorade I sipped, my mouth remained dry and my tongue felt thick. It didn't matter how good the music happened to be on the radio; I couldn't concentrate on it. I gripped the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white. I was nervous as h...
My neighbor across the street asked me to help him move some dirt to his backyard, which he had delivered and dumped in his driveway. It was a hot Saturday afternoon and, being the good neighbor, I walked across the street to tell him that I would give him a hand. My wife was going out of town to her cousin's house to spend the night and do some shopping. I...
Rick was a little pissed off when a group came around the cliff and onto the small beach that he thought of as his private hideaway. He had only just arrived and hadn't even stripped off yet; he had been planning to sit there and watch the sun go down. He was about to pack up and go when something about this group aroused his curiosity. They were somewhat o...
It's been my experience in life that in general reality rarely lives up to fantasy, however in this particular instance, it simply blew fantasy to hell and back. I've known since I was a young boy, that I was gay. Despite societal mores to the contrary, my ultimate fantasy was to make love to my dad. Don't ask me why. Perhaps it was the thrill of "forbidde...
Roger drove down the street, slowly, searching for a place to park. Even though there was a parking lot with quite a few empty spots, he wasn't quite ready to pull in there. Yet. He'd heard stories and rumors about "The Lot" for years – ever since he'd moved to the little beach city, but he'd never been there. It always seemed so ... unsafe ... to him. But s...
* Doug * For my first morning in Austin, Todd and Aaron take me to a quaint little cafe for breakfast. That's how they describe it. Quaint. "You'll love this place, Dougie," Todd says enthusiastically. "It's so quaint." "Quaint" is not quite the word I would use myself. Maybe "gentrified." It's an old house that has been converted into a restaurant and som...
You wake up, and roll out of your small bed compartment. As you slide into the pilot’s seat, the sun crests over a nearby planet. You have enough fuel and supplies to last several journeys. As the cockpit is bathed in golden light, you check your starmaps, and plan a course...What's next? Jiribo Atlantica-74 Yitior X31-5G7 To readers What's next? Jiribo A...
I met a wonderful couple at a resort recently, Chantal and Dave. We hit it off splendidly and were soon spending our evenings together at the poolside bar. By disclosing the nature of my own infidelities (which was fairly obvious through my hitting on their hunkish friends!) I earned Chantal's trust and she disclosed to me the nature of their own very intere...