Hey y'all, Thanks for the votes and comments from previous entries. Please enjoy this entry of the story, because I don't know when I will have time to continue writing about Tim and Nate. This may be a temporary ending, but I already know this won't be the final ending. Please vote and comment! Enjoy! ***** Chapter 2.11 The Follow-Up With moderate...
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The snow as I walked home from work howled and swirled around me. I couldn't see more than an inch in front of me and trusted memory to get home. Even being an average built guy, the snow was chilling me to my core. As I was approaching my apartment, I noticed a gentleman walking towards me, struggling just as much as me. We caught each others eye in passing...
The snow as I walked home from work howled and swirled around me. I couldn't see more than an inch in front of me and trusted memory to get home. Even being an average built guy, the snow was chilling me to my core. As I was approaching my apartment, I noticed a gentleman walking towards me, struggling just as much as me. We caught each others eye in passing...
Millstone - ONE - (Hanging the Chimney Hook) All Rights Reserved © 2020, Rick Heathen This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental...
Early the next morning, Tyler leisurely jerked his six and a half inch cock that was out of his pajama pants as he watched mediocre gay porn on his computer. He could tell from the pained look on the bottom's face that he was gay for pay. He usually avoided scenes like this, but he was feeling too lazy to find another one. He heard a knock on his bedroom doo...
[For an earlier story in the NYPD vice detective Mike Kavanagh series, see "Inevitable Case."] Mike Kavanagh stood at the French balcony window of his "seen better times" hotel on Canal Street, looking at the festival parade units forming below him, and then beyond to the western edge of the French Quarter. He was lucky to have found a residence hotel this...
Author's Note - Another chapter in. Next chapter will have some erotic content, but we're still a little ways away from the Efrain and Cory throw down. Thanks for reading! Tell me what you think. ~ Dayne ***** Chapter 5 - GSA, Yaoi, Chimps Fucking, and Other Things That Don't Interest Straight Guys After all that complaining I did about being mindles...
I berated myself for weeks thereafter for not having given more thought to what had bothered me about what happened in the lounge at Jacob's ranch. Later my lieutenant, Burton Kahn, repeatedly told me that it worked out for the best that I'd let it slip my mind—and I hadn't even told him what the trying circumstances were that made it fall out of my thinking...
This story is loosely based on a true story. ***** I waited. The room was dark, with only a sliver of light coming through the edge of the blinds, casting just enough visibility in the room to not walk into a wall, but never enough to see anything, like a face. I was on my knees, in just my boxer briefs, staring at the front door of my apartment. Why, mig...