It was Sunday night that Mark's girlfriend dumped him, and he could barely find the energy to go to the play's first rehearsal the next morning. She hadn't been especially nice about it. They hadn't seen much of each other in the last week. Mark blamed himself for that, and he had mistakenly assumed that was why she had been acting cold all through dinner....
This story is dedicated to "Rich", who shared some fantasies and pictures with me over email. We fell out of touch, but I hope this would please him. I would love to hear what you thought of this story, so I'd encourage you to send feedback in the box at the end. ------------- "Detroit, Chicago, Madison." I shook my head as I looked at my laptop screen. N...
PAYBACK FOR DAD Ancient Cures for Modern Problems PART ONE Tim's mouth dropped open. A ghost! A man in white chino pants and a new red Hecadock Junior College sweatshirt yelled instructions to students on the tennis court. He was about forty, six-foot-two, powerful build, blond hair, crewcut. Dad! It's Dad! Where in hell did he-- Tim shut his mouth. Get...
Chestnut Falls, 1949 My breath had become ragged as I pumped my dick harder. I closed my eyes tighter and tried to ignore the sound of my mother's vacuum cleaner coming from downstairs. Why did she insist on beginning her housework so early in the morning? I bit my lip and pumped faster, then slower, softer. My bed was creaking. It was no use, it just wasn'...
Chapter 81: Undersight A cloudy, wondrous lion trots about the wide-open spaces of the wavering green. His huge, fluffy mane billows about the winds as he sniffs about the air, detecting a delightful aroma that draws his tongue out, and across his chops. The lion looks, and sees a bright wisp of a blue and white butterfly wafting up and down in the abstrac...
Author's Note: Gets a little extreme, with pissing and extreme cum play involved towards the end. Thanks for reading. *** Saturday morning. What strange, lucid dreams I had. I opened my eyes and immediately groaned, disgusted by the nasty taste in my mouth. My head hurt and felt like it weighed a tonne. As I stumbled up, I felt a little sick... and insan...
Pete woke up alone, and the apartment smelled amazing--something delicious was cooking. He tottered unsteadily to his feet and looked down at himself. He was wearing nothing but a t-shirt and a furious hard-on. He pulled on a clean pair of boxers, stuffing himself awkwardly into the fabric tent before trudging to the kitchen. Dean was standing at the stove n...
"Bruce said you guys had a good time at the game yesterday," said Lori. "Yeah, uh, it was fun...you know those guys, they're always making jokes..." I replied. My girlfriend then giggled and said, "You know, Johnny, I think my brother has a crush on you!" I was glad we were talking on the phone so she couldn't see me turn three shades of red. "No-no, we...
This will likely be the last installment of this story. The events I describe here may be the end of the 5 year arrangement between Jim and me, though on more than one occasion I have tried to quit seeing him and failed, so I guess we will see. We may yet see another chapter. For those of you who have not read previous chapters, the very briefest of summari...
JOHNNY'S STORY: My head was spinning as I slipped beneath the bedspread and sheet in what I knew would be a futile attempt to fall asleep. I lay there in the darkness, my eyes wired open, and blamed the beer for keeping me awake. My boss, Tommy and I had gone to yet another bar, struck out with the girls we met, and retreated to his apartment for beer th...