He stood outside the Krispy Kreme, looking in, pale and slender. I'd say, pale, slender and beautiful, but when I first saw him, his face was pressed up against the glass of the storefront and I was approaching from the parking lot. An uncomfortable stirring began in my stomach, not for the coffee and doughnuts for sale in side, but for the touch of the you...
I had just closed escrow on a house I found in Manhattan Beach, a better part of Los Angeles County than my old digs--closer to the beach. I spent the day moving in my furniture, and as the sun went down, to celebrate I drove to a restaurant I saw on Sepulveda Boulevard. I sat at the bar and ordered a Knob Creek and soda--a little 100 proof whiskey was just...
Austin and I have been friends forever. We talk about anything and everything. I talk to him about failed dates and he tells me about his most recent conquest. Ours is a friendship born of an awkward attempt at something deeper that just didn't work out. But even the best of friends have secrets. He knows most of mine... including my darker side that sends...
On a flight from Australia to Bali I managed to chat up a pretty flight attendant. Beyond my belief I also managed to get her back to my hotel for a few drinks which in turn turned into a night of drunken sex. The sex was a little bit of a let down but it was a fun experience and she was a very pretty girl, with a little exaggeration here & there it would ma...
Ben steered us over to Mozart's Coffee. It looked rustic-ish from out front, nice although. I climbed out of the truck distracted, looking up to see Ben right next to me, blocking my pathway. He leaned in and kissed me gently, then rested his forehead against mine. "I could just stay here all day" Ben whispered. I smiled back at him, "Yeah, but I can smel...
Dear Readers: Herein concludes my reminiscence. But trust me, it's really impossible to read this 3rd chapter without the context of the first two. --JamesonX I may have awoken that second morning with the sweet sense of no longer being entirely alone in the world, but I awoke with plenty of anxiety, too. As I looked over at the sleeping face of Jacob: hi...
Dear readers, I am humbled that literally thousands of you read "Surf God of Malibu" and I am very sorry that it has taken me so long to record part 2 of this reminiscence. It follows immediately on the first tale, and you really must them in order--JamesonX I awoke three times that night. The first time I was strangely conscious that I was all alone in my...
Notes from the author: All characters are FICTIONAL. All characters are 18+. They do not relate to people in real life or to those that are in any TV series/anime/manga/novel/audio-book/etc. This is my own work, and I'd like it if there was no unconstructive criticism (especially since I can't guarantee that I'm a perfect writer XD) Enjoy~ Chapter 1 ~...
On the hottest, steamiest night of the summer in the big city, I almost met my Maker. I was an undercover cop working for the vice squad, about to observe and take part in a drug transaction outside the Frisky Bar, a gay strip joint in a seedy part of town. Moving down the alley closer to the drug buy, I moved out of sight of my partner (a mistake), and pas...
*This is loosely based on a true story told to me by a friend. The names are made up but the account of it is true. * The night was young and Mike was horny. He wanted something, and he knew he wanted a man, but didn't know where to go. So he went over to his friend, Chris's house and asked him if he knew of any place that he could have some man on man fun...