When I started driving some years ago, I recall my dad's repeated warnings about keeping plenty of gas in my car. Well, as this 19-year-old sat on the gravel shoulder of a rather desolate foothill highway after running out of gas, the last thing I wanted to think about was my dad being right, as usual. It didn't seem that I would have to worry about anybody...
Dreams are shared. Matt and Liam continue to get to know each other. Thanks, as always, to LarryInSeattle for his editing assistance. ======= "Is today Wednesday?" "No, Tuesday. Hard to keep track of the days in here. Not that unusual," Kent replies. Matt is sitting on a chair. His hair is pulled back in a ponytail. His tee shirt is dark with sweat and...
My handsome, thirty-something lover bought a non-descript, beige Pontiac 6000 four door, mid-size family sedan right off the showroom floor at the local GM dealership when they first came out in late '82 He worked back then in an entry-level executive position for a conservative private corporation and was trying to present a convincing image of straight-ap...
My partner bought himself a new Pontiac 6000 four door family style mid-size sedan right off the showroom floor at the local GM dealership in 1982 when they first came out. The first generation of these cars were carb'd with very quirky and stubborn tendencies when it came to cold starts. In our cold North American climate here, if you left the car outside...
i was asked to describe my nastiest fantasy, that ever came true. Ever see those older men, 55-70, that aren't homeless, but hang around the gas stations, minimarts, and walk off into the woods after buying a beer with the money they get from can collecting? Well, i've always wondered if i could suck one. Would i? i thought about it every so often when i wo...
I then heard the unmistakable snap of latex gloves going onto a hand, then felt Steve's hand moving around my butt, it was slick with some liquid and he pushed between the saddle and my ass trying to touch all of my ass and even tightly around the base of the plug. He was having to force his hand in to lift each cheek momentarily from the saddle to coat them...
I always had a teenage boy crush thing for this one mechanic who my Dad always went to. His garage was a couple of blocks away from where we lived in our small Canadian town (I grew up there and left for college when I was 21). He was in his late twenties and had dark hair. unshaven frequently and was kinda tall and lanky. Looking back now, he was pretty hom...
[At the request of R.P.] Rocko stood aside, stripping his hands of the rubber gloves, and watched as Howard Holt released the young, slender black man from the chains that had had him suspended from the ceiling. He gingerly lifted the college student, Ray Taylor, and lowered him onto a nearby cot before he could sink fully to the stone floor in the playroom...
Brandon complained all the way to the car. "I told you, I don't want a bachelor party." Keith shook his head. "I don't remember asking whether you wanted one or not. Every guy has to have a bachelor party. Back me up, Wayne." Wayne grinned. "I'm not sure, but I think maybe it's a law." Les, home from college for the wedding, opened one of the rear doors o...
I hate conferences. I know they are an unavoidable part of being a college professor, but they are a big hassle for me. The one I went to in Atlanta a few years ago was a case in point. I had to drive up there from Gainesville (where I teach history at a major university) because I had been chosen to represent our faculty at one of the smaller schools in Atl...