"See it there? The dock? Look up the path and you can just see the red roof." With that the pilot banked the DHC Beaver float plane, circling the lake, checking for boats and the wind direction. He throttled the big Prat and Whitney radial engine back, lowered the nose and the flaps, and down we went. We'd been up since before dawn, loading Mr Nash's Linco...
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"I'm sorry, what was that you just said, Mrs. Pettington?" What a tiresome woman. I had just now been distracted from listening to her by the way she snapped her fingers at Kisula and then gave him a distasteful look when he refilled her coffee cup. "I said, Mr. Woolston, that I hardly think we need worry about these rumblings from the tribal huts. England...
Matt and Liam, with Randy's blessing, head to the lake. Thanks to LarryInSeattle for editing. This is a pretty sedate chapter. I hope you enjoy it. =========== "Pop, you're nuts. There's no way." "Why?" Matt has said nothing. I've discovered it is nearly impossible for me to tell what's going on behind those hazel eyes. "Why? I need to work."...
As a child, Monsignor Rainero had always been considered a clever boy, if perhaps a bit more clever than for his own good. He was known to have very inventive and attractive ideas, but he sometimes was known to overembelish them to the point where the scheme collapsed around him. Having seen this played out time and time again, after Rainero had started out...
I'm in the military stationed in Italy. I live in a quiet, rural farm community "away from it all" as some would say. So nothing much happens around here that would be worth talking about, let alone writing to Literotica about. There are about 10 old mining lakes a half mile from my house and I frequently ride my bicycle around them. An eventful bike ride ju...
[All characters are over the age of 18] Todd and Brad had been at camp for about three days and were sitting on the front porch, looking out over the lake and relaxing after having lunch. Neither was in that big a hurry to get back to fishing. They had been fishing just about non-stop since they had arrived and they had caught a ton of fish. Besides, the fi...
"Wow, I think I've died and gone to heaven. Will you look at that, Ron. I didn't even know they made lava lamps anymore." "With luck, they don't," Ron answered his wife, with a laugh. "Most of this stuff looks like it's been here forever and will remain here forevermore." "And look, they have them in school colors. Do you think . . .?" "No, I don't think,...
Weeks had now passed since my first encounter with another man. That first time with Bob had stirred so many emotional and sexual feelings within my 18 year old mind. On one hand I felt this overwhelming sense of guilt. I believe this guilt stemmed from my self identity as a straight man who strived to meet the societal norms of a straight man. As society no...
Author's Note: This short story was first written for the 2010 Gay Authors Summer Anthology, first published in July 2010. The trees blurred by as Adrian Jackson sped down the mountain highway on his way home from visiting his sister and her family. A weekend away from Randall was just too long. Randy had planned on joining him, but his own family's unexp...