Almost too tired to think, the man named Jeff pushed open the door of his elegant, respectable North London double storey flat. It was very late. He loosened his tie and flopped down on the soft couch, rubbing his eyes. He was really tense. A bad day of bad negotiations with those impossible Russian clients. Fuck. He didn't want to think about it, but was wo...
"Is there someplace nearby for breakfast?" "Yes even at one in the afternoon, sweetie," the clerk answered with a smile. "They'll fix you up in the bar downstairs. They'll fix you up for all sorts of things down there. I'd say you look like you didn't get a lick of sleep last night, but I'll bet you always look drop-dead gorgeous." Nathan reddened up some...
Everybody was decked out in cowboy boots, jeans, and bandannas at the afternoon barbecue. Of course, Derek with his sleeveless button-up shirt, tight jeans (with a big buckle belt), and cowboy boots looked like the Playgirl cover model for the cowboys issue. Everyone watched him swagger around the patio. Karen gave him a cowboy hat, and every gay guy and str...
After weeks of being dominated by my Master, we were about to meet face to face for the firs time. I had a very clear image in my head on how this day would turn out, we had played out this scene many times since meeting online 5 weeks ago and now I am here, standing at Masters front door, building up the courage to knock the 3 times as I was instructed in t...
The sheer excitement of being with a person you have liked for so very long, who always seemed before to be unaware of your presence - even though you have tried so earnestly to make him aware of you, by trying to start a conversation with others in his group in a hope of being introduced or whatever, but failing dreadfully; feels now to be a real achievemen...
After all the drinking last night, I had only finally woken up because of my phone chiming out of control. Karen sent me a message saying she was letting me sleep while she and the rest of the guests went to town to buy some groceries and other supplies for the BBQ late this afternoon. Then, everybody else started blowing up my phone dishing about last night...
**Nick is pissed off and getting drunk, knowing he should stop. But when he sees the hot blond superstud come walking in the bar it gives him every reason to drink all the more!** ***** New York City Nick was sitting at the bar at Jilly's on Fifth Avenue nursing his fifth scotch and soda and trying not to slug it down like he had the others. He was pissed...
Nick Evans loved Mondays. It was the one day he could skip class-the excuse of volunteer work had gotten him off school more times than he could count. And seeing as Monday was the beginning of the working week, Nick knew that Francis McCarthy would be out on his farm, working hard, without a shirt on. The McCarthy Farm consisted of a barn, a house, a stabl...
"That was a good game. I've asked you to check the wiring in the Penzance Boulevard guest house, Logan, and I know you have to stay here and work, Brandon. So, Anton and I can go to the clubhouse for a drink and then to clean up and I'll drive him back to Logan's house." It wasn't really a suggestion. Sam Reynard, an inherited-wealth man, was accustomed to...
"You ready?" Roberto asked over the phone. "...just about," Danny replied, shoving the last remaining pieces of clothing from his closet into a duffle bag. Around him, open cardboard boxes and a suitcase all stuffed with his belongings stood in a bare bedroom. His former bedroom. "All right! You can come over now if you like," the copywriter announced, z...