They say that eavesdroppers never hear well of themselves, don't they? Guess it's the same for any bad news. I've been away for a while – can't actually remember how long, this time. Tyler knows to expect me, though I can't remember telling him exactly when - shows you how tired I am! I'm often away, of course; damned job requires it. But he always knows ho...
John was sat at home with nothing to do, watching TV and drinking his fourth cup of coffee. He had took the week off work to spend some time with Harvey, but yet again Harvey had been called into work, because there was some paper work that needed to be done. Harvey was the boss of his own company, and John was always pissed off with the fact that he never...
The epilogue to the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === Jake looked over at me and we grinned at each other. I was desperately pleased to see him and I could see that he was pretty chuffed to see me, even though he hadn't found the time to phone home in over a fortnight. Traffic was fairly quiet and I managed to pull out of his universi...
The alarm goes off again, but I ignore it this time around. My boyfriend nudges me, and says sleepily, "Baby, turn it off." "You turn it off," I mutter, throwing the blanket over my head. Slade's warm body drapes across mine as he leans over to stop it. He flops onto his back. "Aaron, get your ass up, or you're gonna be late for work. If you wait too long...
Vince Tranter looks out over the countryside, the sun is setting and is painting vivid hues of red, orange and gold on a canvas of cumulus clouds in the distance. Anthony would get so excited at seeing such a beautiful sunset. Vince remembers on many occasions Anthony would often drag him into the garden to watch them. They would hug, embracing each other at...
PART I I let Michael move into my house because I needed to offset some bills, thus share the rent. He was a long-term friend, someone who I thought I could live with. He had a good job, and nice stuff... a bonus. Plus, there was something about him... something I couldn't put my finger on, but he had an effect on me that I could not explain. Something that...
Before beginning to write, I would like to say thank you so much to all those who have been reading my story. Thank you **** George woke up in the morning feeling a little better. He was weak but not as weak as he had been when he woke up the first time. He sat up looking around the room when suddenly he heard the door of the room opening and quickly turn....
The Apartment Laundry Room I nervously buzzed his apartment. What was I getting myself into? My heart was racing, my hands were clammy, my mouth was dry ... and my dick was starting to stiffen without even touching it. Logic dictated that I back out, but my dick demanded I go through with it. “Yes?” he asked statically through the intercom. I recognized...
(It is recommended that you read Sneak Previews first to follow this story the best) ***** It had been five days since my encounter with Brett in the theater. My mind was a mess throughout the entire week as the memory of what he did to me haunted and exposed a side of me that I didn't even know existed until I encountered that tremendous cock of his. Alt...
"There is someone here to see you, sir," the butler announced him. "He doesn't want to say his name, but he has been here before. A certain Mr. Lopez." Klaus quirked an eyebrow. Not the Lopez brother he wanted to see, that was certain. It was late, Hans was already asleep, and he was just burning the midnight oil, for no apparent reason. "May I suggest so...