The second game of the campaign was another away match: our opponents took the name of and played in the grounds of a pub called The Cock Inn, which given the activities of the previous few matches could have been seen as a bit of an omen. It was the first week of September and my defensive centre-back pointed to me in training, that as we lost our last fou...
I had both the advantages and curses of being a rock star. I could afford to go anywhere I wanted on the spur of the moment or as the mood hit me, but if a mood hit me that would land me in the tabloids, I'd better be prepared to go to the ends of the earth. The mood had hit me to get the most exotic and total fuck that I could find by the most talented cock...
Gin and tonic was the best he could do at the moment; the drink burned its way down his throat, snapping him to attention momentarily before a pleasant numbness would take over. Letting his breath out in a quiet sigh, Marcel inhaled deeply, praying that the lack of sensation would free him from the coiling guilt at how much trouble he had caused the night be...
The first time I had seen Ted was at the local YMCA. Renovations had forced the general membership crowd into the confines of the newly refurbished membership plus, where the locker rooms were carpeted, and a sizable steam room and hot tub took up residence near the showers. I had just finished my work out, and was headed back to my locker when I noticed him...
"There you are again," chuckled Charlie Gordon as he leaned back against the wall of the hot tub and reached for his glass of iced tea. "You buy a house out in the middle of nowhere expecting privacy..." The retired Marine chuckled as he left the sentence unfinished, because while he did like the seclusion his house out here provided, he also had no problem...
August 2009 I get travel-sick on coaches. Which is unfortunate, given how much time I spend being driven around Europe. It's the only aspect of travelling I don't like - I'm fine flying, or on boats, or even in cars - but the endless hours on the team bus are sometimes enough to make me wish I worked in an office. When I first started out I tried every reme...
*Author's note: The two main characters are 18+. This story is the sequel to 'Bait a Hook.' This time the story is told from Rob's point of view. I hope you enjoy it. Please comment and let me know. Thanks and enjoy! * Chapter 1: Moment of Truth (Part II) I squeezed Bobby's smaller frame as tightly to me as I could. My heart broke when I saw his face after...
Midnight Cowboys We found the red VW out in the parking lot, back in the rows where Management wanted the employees to park. I loosened my tie, and then untied the half-Windsor knot and yanked it from my shirt it. "Too hot for work clothes," I said. "I wish I had brought something to change into." Alexander looked at me, nodding in agreement and shrugged...
There had been rain off and on all day, and it started up again as I was walking from the theater in Tokyo's Ni-chome district of Shinjuku, so I dipped into a small grocery store entered by a foyer in a small apartment building. The deluge, although heavy, hadn't lasted long, and I could use some snacks for the hotel, so I walked the aisles of the store in s...
Hello everyone! Here is Part 4, the ending of Fighting for Love! But, the beginning of something else! This ends with an HFN ending. HFN stands for Happy for Now. Logan and Liam and a few other familiar faces will be back! (More at the end of the story) I hope you enjoy! L. Darling ****** "Lucas?" Mr. Piers whispered. The shock was clear in his eyes he...