As I was driving home from Fred's, I was already wanting a next encounter. I'm lucky I made it home without having a major accident, my mind was hardly on my driving, or other cars and trucks on the road. Dangerous, I know. I made home safely, pulled into the driveway, and got out of the car. I noticed two things, right away. First, how incredibly pleasant...
This is a work of fiction, I do not condone ANY of the activities portrayed in this story, nor do I recommend them to anyone. This story shares many similarities with my previous story "Steam Room Daddy" there are strong elements on non-consent in this story, so if that makes you uncomfortable this probably isn't the story for you. That being said, this stor...
Speedy raindrops from the silver-lining clouds soak Allen's thin cotton green t-shirt, outlining his muscular physique as his casual clothes tighten around his smooth body. Kris's windbreaker repels the happy tears from the sky, bouncing with splats off his jacket. Allen gently pulls Kris's hood back, allowing the rain to freefall into Kris's tall hair that...
It all started with a phone call, a call that would change my life forever. I had been playing on a web site for about 6 months, writing erotic stories and talking with women that made my cock so hard I thought it make put a hole in my pants. I was a married man, so I knew I shouldn't have been there without my wife's permission. But I felt trapped in a se...
Revised version copyright 2006 by the author. PART SEVEN: EXITS AND ENTRANCES Looking back, I only have myself to blame for how things turned out. I knew in my heart that those few days with Marsh were all I was going to get, but I couldn't help hoping for more. He was so open, so uninhibited in his passion, so willing to share his life and his son with me...
The seventy-second Christmas Eve of Alan Corwin's life dawned cold and gray, though snow was not yet falling when he awoke before six o'clock. He always woke early on holidays, though he never made anything special of them now. No tree or decorations were placed in the small condominium unit he occupied in the assisted living complex. It was on December twe...
This is, of course, a work of fiction, including a fictitious disease. This story may describe disturbing images of the victims of that disease so I thought I'd just give a heads up. Enjoy, please rate and comment. * The not too distant future... Two pinpoint beams of light shown up through a helmet and illuminated a pair of brilliant green eyes. The bro...
The first week of the semester was as crazy as could be. It wasn't enough that I was juggling my new classes, settling into my new apartment, and all that other stuff that I'd expected to do. Now, on top of all that, I was setting out on a new relationship— and that was the part that terrified me the most. I still hadn't gotten used to the word "boyfriend"....
A pocket-palladium, the Monde Elegante nightclub was the premier show club in the city. Also one of the oldest. The neighborhood when it was built was a genteel part of town occupied by the comfortably well off. Passing years had changed the demographics and the median income of the area, and the Monde Elegante had deteriorated, too. The building could use a...
The ride to school was quiet, my lovable sidekick missing from my passenger seat. Dean had left the previous day, heading back to New York with his parents. Of course I sent him off at the airport. "You be good now." I said as I hugged him. "Since when have I ever been good?" He rebutted, chuckling. "I'll miss you." "This isn't goodbye." I said. Dean was...