As usual, I was dressed and ready to go before Joe found his underwear. It's a constant source of amazement to me that anybody can take as long as he does to get dressed. And it's not like he primps or anything; the best way I can describe it is... he gets distracted. He'll start to brush his teeth, then suddenly remember he needs to phone somebody. He...
Thanks everyone for your feedback. It encouraged me to write another chapter. Special thanks to my editor and idea genie, Xelos. *****+*****+*****+*****+***** +{Kasper's Den}+ Part 10 [By Emri] Opening my eyes in Amir's warm, protective hold against his soothing heartbeat is the greatest way to wake up; at least until I realize that I have to pee and I...
Chapter One: Bah Bungholing "I'm sorry that Neal didn't make the funeral, Keith. It's just that—" "I know what it's just like, Kim. You don't have to make excuses for Neal's phobias. He didn't make the wedding either. It's no big deal. He let me come here for Thanksgiving. That's progress." "I didn't actually tell him you were coming," my sister said, wit...
Broke. Down and out in Paris. Hiding out from brutal creditors. I'm in scarily way too deep. If you wanna hear about it, the things I did, the predicament I find myself in, all you have to do is buy me a cognac... and listen, eventually I may come up with the truth, only slightly embellished. Of course, you'll never be certain which parts are true, and which...
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Author's Note: This is the final installment of Spill the Milk. There is a tiny bit of formatting that worked well when I wrote it but may not come across perfectly on your screen. I won't know until it posts. If it works, fantastic. If not, please forgive me. It should make sense even if it doesn't display correctly. As always, many thanks to my beta/edito...
"Although time may take us into different places I will still be patient with you I hope you know... I won't let go..." ***** I shifted away from Amir's protective arm around me. I couldn't raise my head to look his parents in the eyes. They had found us napping together, naked and covered in each other's cum. I wondered which one walked in first, and d...
Duncan laid a reassuring hand on David's arm. "You're not the worst father in the world. Tell me all about it, David, it'll make you feel better. I did drive all the way up here," he added. David turned around to rub his aching his eyes in secret, unaware of how red they had become. "Fine," he muttered. He moved the cardboard box off the counter and poured...
It started innocently enough: We were sitting in his living room drinking wine and Danny was telling me about his high school wrestling team and how he won forty-eight straight matches. His eyes wore a glazed-over expression as he talked about his glory days. "...and out of those forty-eight matches, I pinned thirty-one of my opponents in under a minute in...
"I want to be naked with you," I whined to Marty, "is there any night we can be together? Maybe spend the night in a motel?" I already knew the answer. His wife, Miriam, told me she will intentionally be out of town Friday night so I could lure her husband to the motel. It was simply a matter of Marty working up enough nerve to meet me in public instead of...