This follows on from another story called 'The Cycle Ride'. I hope you enjoy it. ************************* After the charity cycle ride to Pitlochry and back, the memory of my sexual encounter with Graham was not far from my mind. He had awakened long-buried thoughts and desires. I got really turned on thinking about him and what we did that night. I had h...
"Oh god yes." I panted, "oh god." My usual demure composure had been obliterated, leaving me unable to form coherent thoughts. And why this sudden lack of poise, you may ask? It's all because of HIM, because of what he's doing to me. Perhaps I should start from the beginning... It all started out like any Monday. For the last six months after graduating col...
For K. For your guidance, patience, and generosity – my humble gratitude, fedaain. Letters from The Hesperus Portsmouth The King's Head January 12, 1865 My dear Marie, The ship is laden at last, and we sail on the evening tide. Tom and I spent the night ashore; I know the voyage will be hard upon him in the close quarters below decks, and I have spa...
Wednesday night and I was making my way to a speed dating meeting organised by the local LGBT group in a pub in the pink triangle of Edinburgh. It was a warm evening and I had my jacket over my arm. I was dressed to impress, pair of chinos and a yellow shirt and a new pair of brown casual shoes. I topped it off with the delicate scent of a nice Gucci aftersh...
I took a cold Coke out of the plastic cooler. It was Friday afternoon in the southwestern desert, and I was alone in the company training area finishing up the paperwork. The younger sergeants had left long ago, heading for cold beer, air conditioning, and the NCO club if not some bar downtown. I wasn't exactly past that, not completely ancient, but at 40,...
Jehioada stood there with his hands on his hips as his burly lover Ruada laid beside the lean Gaio. Ruada was laughing heartily. "I am not amused," said the square-jawed, sculpted Jehioada. "You would be if you joined us," answered Ruada. "This little funny boy needs to suck your cock." The mountain god shifted his weight to one foot and put his hand to h...
23:50hrs. The overhead display was showing the expected time of departure so, no delays. I was standing at London Euston station with five minutes to spare. I looked around for one of the customer service people, wondering where the platform was. Pointed in the right direction, I picked up my bag and dashed along the platform. I walked up the carriages, loo...
Chapter One : The Voice I had been coming to this little Café, alone, every day after work, for more years than I cared to remember. The entire staff knew me and knew I liked to be left alone once I was served. I tipped generously for their inattentiveness. It was my quiet sanctuary. My place to unwind from my busy day and read the paper without any distrac...
The decision made, Ronnie and I started making our plans. I handed in my resignation at work and had to work a month's notice period, which was fair enough. Ronnie had retired from the Civil Service last year so he didn't have a problem. Ronnie came with me when I met my ex wife. I tried to tell her as gently as I could, not that it was anything to do with...
The helicopter hovered over the frozen plateau. There they were. The people I had discovered yesterday. I snapped away with my camera. Snap. Snap. Snap. Snap. Snap. "Go down a little, Mike," I urged my friend and pilot, Mike Kelley. "Okay, Walter," he said, and we descended another hundred feet. Snap. Snap. Snap. Snap. Snap. Damn it. This was really exci...