I watched Ryan walk by like I did several times a day, every day. He was the apex of perfection: tall, caramel skin, wide shoulders, narrow waist, short hair, long eye lashes, firm bubble butt, nice manly voice (gruff but not too gruff) and a dimpled smile that could melt butter. And he was a nice guy on top of all that. He was very amiable; everyone that kn...
Ryan looked around the restaurant he worked in one last time at the end of his shift. By this time tomorrow he would be far away from the little town he had been born and raised in. Now all he had to do was tell Chris, who was about the closest thing he had to a friend. Chris and Ryan had worked together for close on a year and even though, at twenty two, C...
It was Sunday and a few of us guys were watching the football game in Kevin's man cave. Something we do every Sunday during the football season, hang with the guys before starting another work week, a break from the kids. Dogs and burgers on the grill, a few beers, good times. The game ended and everybody was getting up to leave. I just popped another beer a...
8====>~ Cody's voice pierced thru the pizza shop. "Yo, Josh! You have a run to the Moaning Lisa, buddy!" His announcement was followed with a hearty laugh from him. Great....a late night run to the Mona Lisa Hotel that sat squarely between campus and downtown was usually a bad sign for tips. Once the most luxurious lodging in the area, the old five story p...
The harsh Texas sun beat down on a sweating Jake, relentless and hot. DAMN was it a scorcher. His hazel eyes surveyed the hole in the fence. It would take about another hour to repair. Even with the beat-up cowboy hat on his head, it felt like his brain was being scrambled like eggs. Why he took this ranch job was beyond him, but he needed the money and jobs...
For Rolliander, this was the realization of an old dream. The elderly dwarf's hands were tight around his arm, the grey-bearded man relying on him for support along the precarious journey down into the pool of water beneath him. A thin veil of steam was rising from the bath, obscuring Rolliander's vision of his elder priest's plump, sagged figure; obscured i...
It was Saturday afternoon and Gerry was feeling really good. He had just played a hard game of rugby that had got his heart pumping and his muscles working and his team had won. But much more importantly than that he was about to get laid. At half time he had been taking a piss when his team mate Eric came along and stood at the urinal next to his. Gerry gl...
---- This story is a fictional fantasy based on the relationship between my loving boyfriend and myself. Names are changed. For anyone still holding out hope of closure on my other series, I will probably never write chapter 8. I just lost motivation and inspiration because I knew how I wanted it to end (no more hypnotic control and enjoying a summer vacatio...
Chapter 2: New Beginnings We left before the moving truck, trusting that they would finish loading up and get on the road as soon as possible. My parents each drove their own car; they decided the best route would be through Maryland and across the Bay Bridge onto the Delmarva Peninsula and then all the way to almost the end of peninsula. After searching ma...
At eighteen I was the oldest boy in my boarding school. I suppose I was expected to set an example to the other boys which is why all the teachers were disappointed when I was found to be blind drunk one weekend. There were only two weeks to go until I left school for good; my exams were over and I hadn't a care in the world. However Mr. Bevan, my house mas...