Unexpected Marriage Proposal The next sixteen months were a blur for Matt, dominated by preparing for and then supervising the restoration of the south wing of Brambleton and given rhythm by Archie Atherton's regular requirement of mild, regimented sex and, in contrast, Emmet's punishing, "taking" sexual demands at moments of surprise. But whereas the resto...
My first sight of young Hilaron bathing so openly and lit by the late-afternoon sun, making the water flowing over him sparkle and glitter as if he were radiating light like a young god, had overwhelmed me with desire for him. And as I entered the courtyard of that fine estate, I could not have stopped myself from having him if I had wanted to. Perhaps the g...
***Mom gets more interested in Allen's gay side... For the next two weeks, things had been going about the same way. Daily, I was able to fuck Allen in his tight little ass, and we were sucking each other every chance we had. Allen was getting better and better at taking large dildos in this ass too, something that he quite enjoyed. He had his girlfriend...
Happily Trudeau was not completely serious when he told me there would be more sex than work on my book in his home. He was fully professional in the art of creating first-class novels. What was true, though, was that my work was taken completely apart and put back together again. And, although he was blunt with his critiques and was a hard task master, Trud...
One of the really funny things about life is that when you're up to your neck in shit, you get used to the smell. The last six years had been exactly that, each day worse than the day before. And all during that time, I had done everything I needed to do and had functioned one day at a time. Now, it was all catching up with me. * * * * * * I had come to N...
Author's Note: It's so easy to become what you despise. Over the years that I've read stories at various websites, one thing I've learned to hate is when I start reading a story, especially one that hooks me, only to have it stop suddenly. I recently started one that I was really enjoying, only to be horrified that it ended so abruptly. And it was one of...
I'm not all that sure how I got roped into going to Ken's daughter's place up on Blue Mountain near Front Royal. It was something about the Appalachian Trail, though, I'm sure. We were sitting at the bar at Scotties, a truck stop bar in Opal where Route 17 breaks off east from Route 29, south of Washington, D.C., to go over to Fredericksburg and the Eastern...
All characters are above the age of eighteen. Let me know if I should continue or drop. Thanks, enjoy! ***** Throughout Highschool me and my friend Alex would skate after school everyday. We would push each other to get better and better everyday and we became great friends because of it. It was like our daily routine. Towards the end of senior year Alex...
Arthur's voice was soft and nonplussed as he stared at the long, black vehicle that waited close to the hospital's entrance. "Why the hell do you have a limousine?" Vince tapped Arthur's shoulder with his fingers. "Why shouldn't I have a limousine?" "Because nobody has a limousine," Arthur said even though that wasn't literally correct. Vince opened...
Chapter One: Paul The guitarist had been playing flamenco rhythms when I joined Ralph Peters, Sean Madden, and Holland Howard at one of the back tables in the Kennedy Center's small KC Jazz Club hall in Washington, D.C. I'd had a few stops to make after our practice of the Gay Men's Chorus of Washington at its P Street rehearsal hall just west of Dupont Cir...