Les, my closest friend now that Mike has been killed in Iraq, sits quietly on the couch listening intently as I tell him about my explorations with Mike in that scout tent so many years before. How our relationship had grown beyond experimentation. How our experiences had left me shaken, doubtful about my sexuality, but oh so excited. About how I believed th...
Millstone - ONE - (Hanging the Chimney Hook) CHAPTER FOUR The problem of the bathroom wasn't a small one—or rather that was its problem. Our bathroom was so small you had to step outside it to change your mind. (Ba-dum-bump, as the comedy drum goes), and the "diminutive nature" of the apartment had expressed itself there at its worst. It contained a singl...
**Station 3: The Measuring Dryer** Dripping wet from the bath earlier, Adam walked down the dimly lit red illuminated pathway and reached a metallic door. He reached for the metal handles and pulled open the door towards him, revealing a chamber that was darker than the dim pathway that he was in. The room was on a higher elevation, about a step higher. Ada...
Thanks TH and S. Always good friends, critics and supporters. Also, thank you Desertmac for the wonderful and inspiring "Tutoring Jerry." ** Monday September 8th 1988 10:21pm Paradise City. The new guy started football practice today. Even though the season's already started Coach brought him in as starting quarterback. Travis Boyd. From California and l...
Chapter Five: Interlude One His story complete, and Michael snoozing in a deep, exhausted sleep in his arms, Abazar ran the tip of a finger around the young man's nipples, first one and then the other. Michael sighed and trembled in Abazar's arms, but he didn't awake. Slowly Abazar ran a hand down the marble-smooth skin of the young man's chest and belly an...
When my college housemate Jamie first suggested going on holiday to Tenerife together I jumped at the chance. "Really?" I said eagerly. "That'd be really cool, we can go and see that cave I was telling you about, you know, the one with the fossils..." I was amazed at the offer, and chuffed at the same time. I mean, Jamie and I weren't even that close friends...
Millstone - ONE - (Hanging the Chimney Hook) CHAPTER SIX I had to keep reminding myself we were not actually on the Haines case. The hire from Winter had a tangential attachment to it at best, but I never liked anyone telling me what not to investigate. So, if the guy at the tailor's wanted me to not look further into it, his demand ensured that I would i...
Millstone - ONE - (Hanging the Chimney Hook) All Rights Reserved © 2020, Rick Heathen This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental...
Bill and I went bar-hopping last Friday night and had a good time with a couple of girls, although nothing sexual took place except a little bit of feeling each other up at an isolated table. Realizing that the bars were starting to thin out and we weren't doing so well in getting some late-night female action, we decided to call it a night. We went back to...
Many times at the gym I would be there gazing at this hot guy who became known to me as Andrew, he once was stood there in-front of the mirror checking himself out like most of those vain guys do at the gym, his long blonde surfer style hair just covering part of his face, hiding his seductive ocean blue eyes and his beautiful pink lips. Looking at him I n...