The next morning Colton accidentally slept in and was late picking up Parker for school. It was understandable. It seemed that his new half-shift used a lot more energy than his full wolf shift. Colton needed the rest because this was the start of a big weekend. Today was Friday and the school was holding a huge pep rally in the afternoon. Then tomorrow the...
Son-in-law and wife in horny mixup with father in 1919 Montana. I can tell this now. After all these years, I'm past worrying about rocks thrown through the windows by outraged neighbors. Most everybody who knew us then is pushing up daisies. In 1919, Missoula was a beautiful place, an outpost of civilization in the huge wilderness of Montana. The wild wes...
For Steve McCarthy, the reason he became involved with the Union College Chess Club were two-fold. The love of the game was certainly one of them, of course, having been an avid player for most of his 57 years. The second was that it allowed him to interact with young people, primarily men, and that always made him feel more alive. Having just retired from...
"You shouldn't have poured me that much," my dad said the way he always did after I'd already brought him a nightcap. "There's a funnel in the cupboard," I reminded him. "I could pour half of it back into the bottle." "Ooh no!" he winced. "You can't mix poured whiskey with unpoured. I've told you that before." You certainly have, I thought. On many, many...
Thank you all for the comments to the First time (Pt.01), and those who took the time to send emails. It came as a bit of a shock to read all of those. I had started the second part, but unfortunately, I sometimes find it very difficult to write. It is not a natural skill I possess, and it does take me time. On top of that, all the praise was rather unforese...
Note to Readers: This story includes gay sex. If this offends you, or you are under legal age, don't read it. It was autumn; the trees by the highway were like enormous explosions of brilliant color. My friend Tim was happily rubbernecking as we drove out into the country. Fortunately, I didn't need his help navigating. This was extremely familiar territory...
(Although it features hardcore scenes, this novella is meant to be a plot-driven character study, exploring the dynamics in male intergenerational sex) CHAPTER 4 It was a cold Saturday morning in early January, as Rolf walked out of his home in Nacka on his way to the city centre. It had snowed heavily during the night, and at almost 9 AM, the sun had just...
Rom had trained himself to be a light sleeper. It had saved his life on multiple occasions, and now he used it to protect his bedmate. Romulus woke every few hours to make sure Julian was alright. It was sometimes difficult to tell since Julian was becoming more chilled with a lack of food and he didn't breath. When Rom was satisfied Julian was still sleepin...
"Breathe out so I can breathe you in; hold you in." – Foo Fighters Chapter 3: The light from the keyhole illuminated a single eye. He knelt in the dark hallway as he stared intensely beyond the door. The light reflected dark green flecks in his iris. He cocked his head slightly to the side to get a better view of the boys in the bedroom. A broad and know...
The homeowner impatiently tapped his foot on the floor, looking at the clock on the wall, and then by habit looking at his wristwatch. It was already 7:30 in the morning. A man like himself wasn't much of a morning person. In fact, he would have preferred to have slept in today and just snore from morning till noon. But no, he had to be up early today. Today...