This actually happened to me tonight on my commute from work. Well, everything up to the characters getting off the bus, anyway. The rest is a fantasy. I wrote it all in a burst after getting home, so it might be a little rough, but maybe it has the immediacy of what was going through my mind. Your comments or private message are always welcome. I was readi...
The couch was lived-in. I like that about furniture-- one more thing I had in common with Hec, I presumed. We fidgeted our feet, scratched our crotches and chewed our lips. I took the lone candy cane from the box that sat between us and looked into Hec's eyes. Pete watched us both. Char had insisted we bring him down to watch us finish decorating the tree. I...
It has been almost three months since my wife Susan found out about my gay affair. Since she found out she has been handing me over to my Dom, in person, every week for our sessions. She has gotten to know Carl, my Dom quite well. They love talking about me as if I am not even there. Susan really enjoys taking me to Carl and picking me up after our session...
He sat in the large easy chair across from me sipping the glass of bourbon, his favorite bourbon, I had poured for him. "How did all this start?" "You mean, when did I know I was gay?" "No, well maybe, but when did you start this 'involvement' with the military camp?" "It wasn't on purpose. I think people intuitively see me as someone to turn to, to tr...
Chapter 20: Aftershock "Dammit... God fuck it..." Adam said as he hissed from cutting his thumb with one of the colorful fly-fish hooks. He cursed under his breath as he reached for the Patch-Up kit, and bandaged up his thumb. BAM! BAM! BAM! Came three loud bangs on the door. "What is it??!" Adam yelled out. "Yer behind, fishboy!" Came the voice of the...
Jeremy meticulously tongued the remnants of cum from the slowly subsiding arched, white, big-headed dick still quivering in the afterglow of the morning blow job to which I commonly enjoyed awakening. "I think I'll hike down to get groceries," he garbled, "that pasta recipe I mooched from Andre last week has been on my mind and it sounds good for the dinner...
Frank was quite a rugged man in his late 50s, about 5.9", by no means handsome, but quite well dressed, and as I would later discover, a real gentleman in every way. I first saw him in a rather busy cottage one evening when he stood beside me. I had just clicked with another man and was ready to leave for somewhere quiet, looking down I noticed that he was...
I decided to put this chapter in Quinn's perspective so please let me know whether you like it better this way or the other. Feedback is greatly appreciated, so if you have some constructive criticism, or any suggestions you would like considered for where the story should go, please leave a comment! (This chapter begins where the second chapter left off)...
"Well guys and gals, the time has almost come. This is the penultimate chapter of A Boy Who...For Rayne, the time for vacillating has ended and the time to make a decision has arrived. (I just used the word 'time' three times in the last two sentences, didn't I? Time to get a new thesaurus, I think.) Will Rayne make the right choice? Will he ever be happy? W...
The Tale of the Mighty Tungsten Tuberosity Part I "OK, now I think I get it," I responded to Jeremy's detailed explanation about the idea for his Hallowe'en costume being 'assembled' for the coming weekend. I continued massaging the meaty, dark-skinned foot resting across my lap as we chillaxed intimately on the rich mahogany leather divan in the cozy low-...