The next time they saw each other, they did not have sex. Barnaby didn't even know he'd be seeing Gil. It hadn't been a very good day, so he wasn't particularly In The Mood to start with. Hadn't so much as texted his 'friend' (Were they friends?). Gil didn't need to hear about the potted plants he dropped in front of his entire class because he didn't stop...
Luca awoke to giggles, snorts and cold feet. The tent was in full daylight and the mattress beneath him was rhythmically shaking. Odd. He dragged himself upright and soon discovered the reason. He'd been lying on Thomas, who was curled in an odd position in the corner of the tent with his eyes full of guilty mirth, laughing. "Lucky's in loooove," came a...
It seemed like we stared at each other forever, although it was probably only a few seconds. Still, the eye contact was long enough for Evan to be weirded out by my flabbergasted expression that was no doubt painting my face. If he was indeed weirded out, though, he didn't let on because he didn't break eye contact. Now, you might think it was a 'romantic mo...
There are scenes of unprotected sex depicted in this story. In all cases it was between the main characters, who are in a committed, monogamous relationships and were tested. If you aren't in the same kind of relationship, then you should always protect yourself and wear a condom. Darrin sat on the edge of the chair, concerned that the head of his departm...
CHAPTER THREE: On the Town One evening, as Billy and Tommy lounged watching a film, the doorbell rang. Tommy got up, turned to give Billy a kiss, then went to the door. A uniformed messenger waited in the elevator vestibule. He simply bowed and handed Tommy an envelope and retreated into a conveniently open elevator. Tommy merely blinked at this pantomime,...
These past eight weeks have taken a toll on me physically and mentally. My anxiety about moving has morphed into loss of appetite, insomnia, weird dreams, and migraine headaches. I've tried everything to change my parents' mind to let me stay here in South Hill, but I've gotten nowhere. It's left me feeling defeated and miserable. It seems the only time I fe...
My boss, Byron Powers, was a good looking black man who had risen through the ranks of company much faster than anyone before. He ran marathons, worked out on a regular basis (he even had a portable gym in his office) and and as far as I know had his fill of all the pussy he could ever desire. I liked Mr. Powers. He had an easy going manner and his employe...
Nate picked up his bowl and carried it to the sink. “Are you sure I can’t get you some more stew or another piece of cornbread, Mike?” Mike shook his head. “No thanks, Nate. I don’t know where I’d put any more, but everything was great.” He lowered his eyes to the table. “Thanks for having me over here tonight. My place isn’t the same without. . .well, you...
This is a continuation of "International Relations". Readers should check-out the first installment to understand what is going-on, and why, for this chapter. +++++++++++++++++ After returning home from my training classes in Switzerland, it didn't take long for my life to get back to normal. Other than the occasional vivid dream, I managed to push to my e...
More insecurities arise and a challenge As the car came to a stop Michael killed the engine and looked over at me. I was too nervous to say anything. I stepped out of the car and just leaned against it as Michael walked up to me. He took my hands in his and watched me for a moment. "Are you okay?" He asked as he regarded me with a worried look. "Yeah, I'm...