Chapter One To have an idyllic childhood in a small Texas town, all you have to is love God, love guns, and hate gays. Loving God was easy. I was raised in the Church, I didn't know any other way. Loving guns was hard. I didn't like loud noises. And, I couldn't kill anything. If I had given it any thought, I'd have been a vegetarian. But, I bit the bullet...
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Author's note: While it's set in the same spa as the other chapters of A Visit to the Spa, these stories are focused on Nick, a spa employee, rather than Sammy and Brandon! ***** "So, you're one of our new massage therapists?" Ryan, the big blond member of the security team looked up from his clipboard. Nick nodded. He was feeling a little nervous, which...
Hi Guys! Sorry it took me so long to post this chapter. Life still goes on and mine has been very chaotic lately. I've also been focusing on editing, since it's my weakest link. I tried to keep the personalities of Dex and Mitch intact and as realistic as possible. This chapter involves the National Federation and the men who work for them. And word to the w...
Nathan Morris stretched in a useless effort to loosen his knotted back muscles. Hours of examining patients and filling out the mountains of paperwork mandatory to a fledgling medical practice had taken their toll. His partner in the practice, Amy Vaughn, did more than her share, but after watching her work three fourteen hour days in a row, Nathan finally i...
Chapter 5 - An Introduction To My Father I awoke to Tamam lightly rubbing the skin between my eyes. I nuzzled deep into the fabric of his shirt deeply inhaling his scent. "Jono, you must wake now. We must dress you for dinner with the family." I grumbled and whined, "Food is overrated, but family time is not." I discovered my sweet Arabian ninja already ha...
Happily it was Sunday and my first exam wasn't until Tuesday. I was wiped out from the weekend and wanted nothing but sleep after my pledge mates and I had breakfast together. Unhappily my roommate was in the dorm when I got back. He of course wanted to know what had happened at the frat house. It took way too long to convince him that I couldn't tell him....
This story is erotic fiction meant for mature readers and should only be read by adults over the age of eighteen years old. Please do not use my stories without my permission. When Dad called my brothers and me into his den at 10 AM on a Saturday morning last September, I was nervous. I knew what it was all about, of course, because dad filled Lionel an...
It's usually the same thing every time: after our workout, we'll hit the locker room, and Zane will head into the showers while I'll hang back to stretch. Zane will sing through a full song before he gets out of the shower, and by then, I will have stretched sufficiently. It's our unofficial routine. However, after thinking about him so intensely last night,...
It was the dead of winter, the worst time of the year in the New York City area. It was cold outside. The skies were a constant shade of gray. Even the snow was gray from the City grime. Leonard sat looking out the window aimlessly thinking his life was turning as gray as the weather ...... He was knocked out of his hypnotic stare by the sound of his phone....