"You're a funny guy, John," noted Tom from the back seat of my SUV. With my gaze on the winding road before me, I replied as matter-of-factly as possible, "Maybe so, but I'm serious. If you two still want to go caving tonight with me and Joe, y'all are gonna have to go naked. Let me know now if that's a problem so I can turn around if I need to." He didn'...
There I sat, on the airplane, flying home. For the first time in six years I was back. God! I'd missed this place. The flight from London was long and boring and I was too excited to sleep. Of course, I was still on London time, eight hours difference was going to be tough to get used to. I couldn't wait to see Jessica. We met in high school, she a lowly sop...
As Alicia had dreamt of, Dylan and she had gotten married on a beautiful Australian beach and so we weren't the only one using the break from touring to go on a honeymoon. They travelled around New Zealand for a month and when we eventually all got back home in London, we started rehearsing together again, even writing new material. Indeed, we had decided e...
Your comments keep me going. Thanks for your patience. Please keep the feedback coming. Thanks so much! ***** Chapter 16: Anchors Away The sun was blinding as it reached its apex in the sky. The thick humid air was laced with chlorine. Without warning the crack of a starting pistol sounded. Faceless shapes plunged into the still water on either side of...
Vince I woke up to the unfamiliar sensation of being curled up against a warm body in a strange bed. Looking over at the man next to me I smiled with the memory of last night. Strangely enough I didn't feel any remorse at what we had done. Quite the contrary. Once I had time to think about it I was sure that would change, but right then, in that moment, I f...
[Thank you all for reading, rating, and commenting. Your tips are always welcome. Hope you enjoy!] *** Noel had learned from experience that a throbbing headache was one of the worst ways to wake up. He had no idea how he ended up there, but when he woke up he was in Owen's bed nursing the worst headache he's had since that one time he suspected mening...
John Fisher was sitting at one of the many outdoor bars that covered the beach area of Phuket, Thailand watching the hundreds of sailors walking around. He had just gotten off the ship with a four day pass of not having to be back at the ship until the morning it got underway. The sun had just gone down with an evening tropical breeze blowing off of the ocea...
"Maybe I'd better do this alone." Dillon paused, his key poised in the Lumina's ignition. "No way, Jamie. Ash more or less tried to ram his cock down your throat the last time. What's he gonna do for an encore, strip you down and rape you?" "Yeah, well, he was drunk last time, too." "Who's to say he won't be drinking this time?" Dillon had a point, but J...
Note: This story is a spiritual sequel to "Blowjobs for Beers," the first in a multi-story series. I suggest reading that before reading this. Readers of both will quickly recognize the change in perspective from third-person in the first story to first-person in the second. I felt like the sequel lent itself better to first-person so I decided to make the s...
I was sitting in my compartment on the southbound train, heading for Los Angeles. I hadn't seen my girlfriend since she left for UCLA ten months ago. Why am I taking the train? I'm terrified of flying and I fall asleep while driving. But the expense was worth it to have my own compartment where I could stretch out to sleep. I'm six-six and the chairs in the...