Characters are over 18 years old. . . I almost didn't go to Wilson's place to watch the game. His house was in a lowly part of the city, the people stared at my car as if it offended them. But I had nothing to do in that Wednesday, my girlfriend was sick and I needed a good excuse to not go there. I didn't want to get what she had. I knocked at his door,...
Something weird happened last night and I am very conflicted about it. I've been traveling across the country with my band and we've been crashing in people's houses along the way. They're small shows, we're barely breaking even financially and if we can keep that up it will be a huge success. Our fan base is growing so that's cool. Sadly there are not a lot...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. ***** The dragon gulped, his mouth uncomfortably dry. T...
Another night of his wife's avoidance left James passed out drunk on the living room couch with the television news channel playing repeats of the prime time broadcast. He tried his best not to think about What's-His-Name, with those piercing dark eyes staring straight into every insecurity he had spent his adult life hiding behind a blur of drugs and alcoho...
The three story red brick building looked old, but was fairly well kept. Manicured shrubs were trimmed to just below the first row of windows along the front face of the hotel. The main entrance had a large covered porch where you could drive up and drop off your luggage then turn your keys over to an attendant who would park your car for you. The attendant...
Another true story from my days of homelessness. As with all of these stories, I'm using the street names of the people involved, to protect their identities. *** It wasn't long after I started staying at the city shelter that I met Honcho, a thirtyish Latino fresh out of prison. He was tall and built like a brick wall, with a boyish face and kind eyes. I...
Here I am, a thirty two year old slave kneeling on the floor next to my Master in the coffee shop. Sure, I used to get strange stares, comments of all sorts, and asked to leave on a few occasions. But those were years ago. I am as common here as I am in the grocery store, the park, the post office, Master's work, and anywhere else really. I am my master's p...
Never in my wildest dreams did I ever expect Bill Withers to ask me what he asked me that Tuesday morning. We had worked in the same stockbroker's office for a couple of years and we were sort of friends. Often we'd have lunch together, and his girlfriend Debbie and my wife Linda went out shopping together sometimes. But that morning he had a concerned look...
To the ones who like gay stories, please forgive me if I've botched this up. I'd like to know if I've missed the point for this kind of story, and I'll try not to feel hurt if you'll tell me where I've gone astray. Of course, if you like it, I know I won't be hurt if you'll tell me. Remember, for us unknowns, the voting does little but give us whiplash when...
His name was Dan and he was in the Marines out on a weekend night of drinking with friends and hopefully to get laid. The local Waikiki bar known for its military clientele ran beer specials that got some guys past their limit. Dan was almost there but still sober enough to know where he was. The walk towards where his hotel was along with the breezes put h...