November 1, 2009 From: Douglas Monroe To: Lawrence A. Ryan Subject: Ronald Gordon's plays Dear Dr. Ryan, I hope you can forgive the intrusion of this request coming out of the blue. My name is Douglas Monroe. I am a composer and a friend of Scott Jenkins. It was thanks to Scott that I had the good fortune to attend the premiere of Ronald Gordon's trilog...
Hello guys and welcome to the 6th chapter of this wonderful story. Before I go into the story, I would really like to apologize for the delay in posting anything for a long time. I had a problem with my PC which prevented me from writing anything which explains why I didn't bring, "Wild flower," back to you or update this story. But everything is back to nor...
Over the 5 years of our relationship, sex had become less frequent and far duller. The last time was maybe 8 months ago and even then, it ended without orgasm... "Stop! Get off of me." Ryan had said that last time, pushing me off of his back. "That didn't feel good... You aren't even hard." I felt a tinge of humiliation that I couldn't keep it up for him....
Water dropped from the sky; it started to rain. Luckily, Cameron was still leaning against the lockers, safe under the roof. He didn't move a muscle for ten minutes, still in shock of what happened between him and Leon. Cameron touched his lips with his fingers. He couldn't believe that Leon kissed him. "Cameron? There you are," Max ran up to him. "We've b...
"Yes! A in the class! I don't know what I would have done if I hadn't met you." "Just failed philosophy miserably," I chuckle at Sterling. "You are definitely right. Thanks to you not only did I pass but I got an A which I never could have done without you tutoring me and refusing to kiss me if I didn't get an answer right." "All good things come to tho...
The next two days went past quickly. Tuesday night Peter told Patrick and Grethe about the meeting with the hospital and their intention to schedule Michael for treatment at the earliest possible moment. This meant several days of testing and checking starting the following Monday. Patrick managed to absent himself physically or mentally whenever Peter start...
COCK-SUCKER: SLUT TALES PAYMENT IN KIND (MY CONFESSION) Did you ever wake up in the morning feeling tousled and hung-over, only to find blobs of drying cum in your hair, and not remember where - or who, it had come from? Grab a coffee and slump down on the chair. Fuck... you look a mess. Think. Think back to last night. Yes, you get dressed up in all you...
**Toby** "Damn it son, pull your head out of your ass. You're twenty-six years old." My dad paced around my apartment yelling at me. "I'm not going to move on, Jack will be back. He always comes back." Defending Jack from my family is hard sometimes, but this time wasn't a possibility. "You hid the fact he has been fucking around on you again and then you...
"Is that you, little bro?" he heard his brother calling for him. "Yeah, it's me," Jake spoke. "I'll make you something to eat." "With your cooking, I might be dead by next week," Diaz joked. Jake helped his brother up on to his good foot and then guided him to the kitchen table. At least he knew how to make scrambled eggs. "How come you didn't go running...
I am a married truck driver from Columbus, OH. I have been driving truck for 20 years and I had never been with a guy. I had sometimes wondered what it would be like to have man on man sex, but never pursued it. In the truck stops I would hear the queers clicking the mic and saying what channel to take it to on the CB. Sometimes I would go up and listen to t...