last sentence, chapter 32-"none that includes me." "Jackie, I'm happy with our two meetings and agree that our relationship can develop into something we can both be happy with. I just have to talk with Fred and be completely honest with him. Maybe he'll understand and not be too pissed. Maybe we'll still be friends, possibly without benefits," I said. Jac...
Author's Note: This is part three in the Field Mouse Series. For part one read "Of Sharks and Field Mice" and for part two read "When Field Mice Play". Part two doesn't really need to be read, but part one is recommended. * There was a week left in the one-month deadline extension Bill had gotten on his debt to Venice and the farm wasn't looking any better...
Something I had been keen to try since first seeing the phone numbers written on the walls was cottaging. I added my number to the walls and waited. About 2 weeks later I got a call. I had almost forgotten about it. The voice sounded nervous. He said "Hi, I got your number from the cottage?" Was it a question? I wasn't sure. I said "Oh right." He then aske...
Kevin smiled as he looked at his reflection in the staffroom mirror. The black leather cut looked great against his pale skin. The shadows it cast across his stomach added definition to the abs that were slowly developing. Those long hours he spent working out at the gym were starting to pay off ... among other things. He stood back and checked out the rest...
This is a true story. It is my first encounter with another man in a 5th story steam room in an Urban, Midwest gym. This is also my first attempt at erotica. I would love feedback on both the story contact as well as other men's experiences that are similar. * It had been three months since he'd started working out and, as he looked at himself in the locke...
Neal wasn't the sort of guy people noticed much. He could walk through a room of people talking—even a room full of people he knew—and get to the other side without being greeted or noticed. He could have conversations with strangers and then the stranger wouldn't recognize him if they met again. He was a guy of no standout talents, no distinctive looks othe...
What the Driver Saw ...coming home from the bachelor party I worked for this company for a little over a year. It was a nice enough place and the pay was good. It was a little different than other places in that everyone kept to themselves. It wasn't that they were unfriendly. Everyone shared small talk before meetings and things like that. But there was v...
The mood is mute, six men sit in Vince's lounge, all wearing dark suites. "I felt the funeral was very touching, especially your eulogy Lance," Don says breaking the silence. Lance stands up from the dining chair he was sitting on. Lance is wearing a suit Jacket that is five times too big for him, it was the only way of getting the sleeves over the plaster...
Casey bent over in the middle of the street, pulling up his knee socks. It was hot, and a bead of sweat dripped down his thighs. He was very small for a college kid and even his sister's bike seemed large for him. He hopped onto the seat and started pedaling, his booty shorts starting to ride up as the seat rubbed against his ass. His hair blew back in the...
Caleb was leaning back in his friend's car, feeling cornered and claustrophobic. It was not a strange thing considering how many people were sitting in that same car. Why everyone had to come especially this night he could not understand. There was no way eight people would fit into one car and be comfortable. He hadn't even looked forward to coming and seei...