(Death in the Rockies is a ten-chapter novella, the last chapter of which will be post by the end of the first week in October 2011) I was coming up from a fog; I could hear the buzzing, but I couldn't quite figure out what it was and was struggling with whether I should even care. Where was I and what was I doing when I drifted off? It was dark in the room...
My wife and I joined the Roadies Biker Club a few years ago for fun, in hopes of meeting people and finding others with the love for Harleys that we had. Thankfully we were fairly welcomed in to the club and found a home among like minded people. We were young in our early thirties, and without many restraints save for a work a day job. About six months ago...
"You got it?" Sanchez asks after a long drag on his Marlboro. His name's an affectation: he's lily white. He's Mom's sweet boy, cleans his room, does his own laundry, kisses her goodbye, sells joints and pills to highschoolers on Saturday night, then goes to Church on Sunday pretending to be sinless as starched white sheets. Typical American shyster. S...
The French Maid in the Sex Shop It was Sunday morning and I rode the metro into downtown Buffalo in order to visit the sex shops. Although I had a hot session with Glen just yesterday I knew that I could not wait too long before I needed to see him again. When I left his apartment the previous day he had told me to purchase a French maid uniform before comi...
San Francisco, California 2010 Happy Birthday to me! Joshua Barrett sang the celebratory tune to himself as put the finishing touches on the chocolate cake that he baked for himself. Today he turned seventy and he wanted to celebrate the evening by inviting a few friends and neighbors that lived in his complex for a birthday dinner. He dusted. He vacuumed...
I had been to a local bar getting a drink after college midterms. This was a just a normal bar, one that I had been to on a few occasions, and I was trying to unwind after all the studying I had been doing. All of a sudden a big muscular guy in biker leather walked up to the bar beside me and ordered two boilermakers. He looked over at me, looked me up and d...
Special thanks to my editor WickedWendyDru for all the hard work she's done for me these past several weeks...you're one in a million, Your Wickedness! This story is entered in the Halloween Contest, so please remember to vote! * I had just gone on shift when word came through that major traumas were on the way. The ER braced for the seven car pile-up on...
When I returned from putting myself back together after experiencing the pile, I found Brian sitting primly at the Bourbon Street Pub's bar, apparently no worse the wear from the poundings he'd gotten from the manrammer and the Jamaican's own rammer and playing kissy face with yet another shorts-only dude. I pushed the dude off Brian with a "this one's mine"...
"You want to WHAT?!?!?" "I've always wanted to see it. That's all. It's not any different from you wanting to see two women having sex, is it?" Thinking it over, Ted had to admit Kayleigh was right. He'd always gotten movies with bi-women in them whenever he rented stuff for them to watch together. She'd seemed tolerant of it, until now. Now she wanted him...
I have been searching this damn phone for two days. It's Monday afternoon, I just got home from work, I haven't seen the Army Biker man, I can't find a new contact in my phone to text him, I haven't been able to even get hard for two days, and I'm so frustrated, I snapped at my boss at work and almost got fired. I get out of the shower, dry off, and wrap m...