Sequel to Beach Trips & Road Head and Beach Trips & Sex On The Beach Sitting on the toilet, I waited until I heard Chad and Robert leaving. What was wrong with me? I had a roll in the hay with a guy I just met this morning, it wasn't like we were in love. Why did my chest hurt? The ocean breeze jostled the vertical blinds, startling me out of my pity party...
"I have a cabin up at Massanutten. Why don't I give the key to that to you and you can go up there this weekend and just sack out?" Reg3 was standing by my desk, having stopped in his periodic soaring through the offices, to notice that I was still in a morose mood. I was taken aback, though, both because he noticed and because he was suggesting that I coul...
I feel so embarrassed, how could Tag have known I was here? Things had gotten totally out of hand once I had realized that I was being played the fool and our three workers had more in mind than simply cooling off and enjoying the freedom of a week's sweat to be washed away by innocent fun. God damned, I must have come across as the biggest idiot in the wor...
After dropping off a class's graded tests on a Sunday, I arrived at the bathhouse later than normal. The place was full, with more a social than sexual atmosphere, allowing for the fact that the baths are primarily a place for men to have easy sex with other men. It took a while to get a beer, which was finished off quickly. I went downstairs to the whirlpo...
Marcus Forte is a Detective Inspector in the Police. He is in his early 40s, slim and at just over six foot tall is slightly taller than average. His deep brown eyes are set in a rugged face and years ago he gave up with hair so he is virtually bald with neat clipped side-burns. You wouldn't say Marcus was handsome, striking is how most people describe him a...
It was a day that changed history when I finally was passed through the lines and stood before the chamberlain of King Claude in the castle keep of St. Jerome's. The battle had just been won, the castle within a half hour of final capitulation. Soldiers, sweating and running in blood themselves, were still walking among the vanquished laying about where they...
Things always break on Fridays. The damn furnace went out during the afternoon, and every repair place I called would not promise when they could get to me, as temperatures were only in the teens. Thoroughly warned about weekend overtime charges, I left my information with nearly ten companies across the downtown Boston area. I relayed the bad news to my wif...
********************************* The world became frigid once more, covered with snow and ice from relentless storms. Cold flakes burned his face, threatening to melt away his white mask, scrape off the clinging lipstick. But no matter how furious the weather became, Sajery sat on the same bench he sat on ten years ago where he first watched his Kichay dan...
When I woke up, Ignacio, or I guess I need to keep thinking of him as Juan Pablo, was nestled against my chest, sound asleep in my arms. What an angelic face the little guy had -- piercing grey eyes, naturally long lashes, pouty lips, and damn did he know how to use those lips. No need to mention the ass peeking out from under the sheets. He was insanely tig...
"What is my biggest pet peeve?" I quizzed Shane, while watching him trim meat at the kitchen counter. "People that don't avoid potholes when driving." I didn't miss the adorable smirk as he answered the question correctly and without hesitation. Thanks to Google, I had a list of popular Newlywed game questions on my phone and had been grilling him for day...