With my sexual high dissolving, the reality hit me. The reality hit me hard. I'd just fucked Mark. I bloody fucked him. Fuck. That was not good, not good at all. Panic filled my veins. I needed to get out. I needed for the past hour to never have happened. How fucking crazy had I been to get into such a situation? I should have left the very mome...
Here it is fellow readers, the third chapter! This chapter is longer than the other two, so no one will be disappointed. I am currently writing the fourth chapter, it may take longer since classes started but I will post as soon as possible. I want to thank Allegramarks for her editing skills! Thank You!!! BRENDAN I arrived at school more early than ever,...
As soon as the two men reached Fairfax's flat, Justin said he was tired and wanted to go to bed, even though it was only about seven o'clock. Fairfax went so far as to carry Justin to bed and tuck him in, kissing his forehead and saying goodnight. Justin blushed and curled up on his side, but didn't actually fall asleep for some time. He didn't hurt as badly...
I spent a week at a training class in Miami last October. I love that area; it is so full of beautiful people living the highlife. Then there is me, a 59 year old chubby guy who does not fit in with them at all, but I still like to watch them. The classes were in the morning which left the afternoons free so I thought I would go lay on the beach to colorize...
Sitting at the bar, letting the ambiance of the venue fill me, I met him. He was charming, to say the least, and he took an interest in me. His eyes watched me and took me in, letting his fantasies run amuck, I imagine, and he sat ever so close to me. The feedback from the opening band startled me awake, and I noticed his hand on my thigh. "Opening bands us...
(AN: This story is a little slow building. This chapter has some sex in it, don't worry, but a little bit of world-building is due before that.) I plaster a convincing grin on my face as I walk around to wait tables. I hate bright days like this. So many shadows around me whispering into my mind... some louder than others. It's the loud ones that scare me....
As a psychology major, it never ceases to surprise me how deep human loathing can go. Often times the most screwed up ones are ourselves. For every ten people that you meet, eight hate everyone, six hate themselves, but blame everyone else, three loathe themselves with depths unfathomable, and one or two out of those ten will never let you know just how dist...
"Fuck that's good!" He yelled. My neighbors were going to be pissed if they'd slept in, perhaps a day off work spoiled by us. "Shit...Shit...Oh fuck..." I stuttered out. In. out. In. out. I looked down between us. In. out. Such an underrated movement. My cock disappeared like god damn Houdini. His tight twin globes of tushy were the perfect hand holds. His...
I walked a little further up the street. "141 Maple Crescent, This is the place!" I opened the door and as soon as I walked over the threshold, I froze with fear, the voices began again. "Max, you're ok! You don't need to be here, now open the door and just leave!" "No Max! It's been nearly a year, you need help. You can't control what happened to him." Th...
I guess I'm dedicated. I've never really thought about it before. I love Henry more than anything, and I'd do anything for him, but I sleep with Aaron upon occasion and I guess that isn't exactly 'dedicated' behavior. I make him breakfast every morning, though, and kiss him goodbye and shit like that... I'm a good boyfriend. But I still have my doubts. Like...