The song "Kisses Sweeter than Wine" sprang to my mind, because that was what his kisses were. As far as I could tell in the dimly lit Blue Moon resort hotel room in Las Vegas, he was a young hunk, no older than I was. Most of the men in the room were older, a few probably twice or more my age. None were complete throwaways, but he was prime among them. And h...
Wednesday dawned with excitement building toward the early Thursday morning arrival of Steve after his seemingly being gone forever. Both Sarah and I agreed to abstain from sex to be able to greet him in the fashion he deserves. We then went our respective ways, me to my work and Sarah to school. That evening over a couple of beers I began reminiscing with...
'At the station. Be there in 30.' You quickly text back to your friend, Chris, as the subway pulls to a stop. You step on and easily take a seat, as you're boarding at a stop at a parking garage outside the city. Driving in the city is still a bit intimidating, and you expect you'd get towed at some point over the weekend as the signs and regulations here ar...
People often ask me where I get my ideas from. I'm a romance novelist. Yep, I write those cheap and tawdry little paperbacks that fly off the shelves at the supermarket or the book store for $7.95 a pop; my books fill the afternoons -- and the shopping carts -- of America's housewives, fueling afternoon fantasies that their husbands can never fulfill. Oops....
I woke to the feel of sweat trickling run down my chest and my eyes flickered open to reveal the sun greeting a new day, it's warmth already noticeable. Had it all been a dream? I went to rise and found myself halted by invisible bonds. I couldn't move! Snapping to full consciousness, I looked down. Nothing. Just my moist body, sitting upright against a...
Hello fans and... oh, I know you had missed me and I missed you too. That is the reason why I have decided to deliver this wonderful piece of writing to you which I am sure you are gonna love. I am still at school but I have decided to deliver this story which I hope will be a hit like the others. I really hope you will like it. This story may or may not co...
"Fuckin' shit. Here, take this. Not a word about the other one," Tom said gruffly, as he shoved the paper bag containing a sealed bottle of vodka over into my lap. In the same motion he was pushing the opened pint bottle under his seat. In the flashing of the blue light bouncing off the dashboard of his Dodge Ram, I could clearly make out the "oh, shit" expr...
(For a variation story on the first two paragraphs and the topic of a suicide attempt, see the sr71plt story "Helpful Hiker.") * I will always remember the barn. How could I ever forget it? It was a big, corrugated iron one, dull with age and with no windows on the lower level and just one at each end, up in the gable. Tall narrow windows that let light i...
Tom's breathing was heavy with lust as he watched the dark haired hunk in front of him strip. He's paid a small fortune for this night of fun, and he planned to enjoy every second of it. The hunk had wavy, longish dark hair and a sexy stubble. Mmmmm. As he undid his buttons, he revealed more and more golden muscle. Finally, he pulled his shirt off, displayi...
As the plane began its descent, I tried to catch another nap, but I began thinking of Thanksgiving at my mom's. I knew Rick would be there, a big hunk of a bear. Ever since my sister began to date him, I'd fantasize about his hairy, strong arms and chest, and tight butt, and what we could do to each other some night in the sack. I'd always wondered what his...