Introduction of myself. I am mid 40s married bisexual. I am able to work remotely so I stay in Mexico during the winters while renting an apartment on a small island and travel back for meetings every 3-4 weeks. The following story I am sharing with you is a true encounter. I was given a friends timeshare for 10 days In Cancun. I was staying on the 9th f...
A 13th Century Tale from the Middle Ages. The story is about a man named Delbert, a woodsman by trade who lived on the edge of the forest in a humble cottage. At the age of 35 he still was not married and had no intentions of ever doing so valuing his independence and freedom. Delbert was a man's man, a loner who was happy cutting wood in the forest which...
Run, Sweat, Push-ups...the past three weeks had consisted of those three words. Every day, every hour, every second, the mind was consumed by these three "tasks". The men of Alpha company, if they weren't running, sweating or doing push-ups, they were thinking about it, and usually within a few minutes they'd be partaking in it. Alpha Company was a part of t...
Since high school and continuing through his college years, Eric worked for me, during the summers. When he was in college, he even did his internship with us, here at the garden. He was a great employee, but I was ecstatic, maybe a little proud even, when he got his first job, within the profession. He found a job nearby and we talked on occasion, but he ha...
It was early in the morning the camp ground was quiet, and almost empty. The sun still hadn't risen and there was a light dew on the ground. Martin wanted to wash up and wasn't ashamed of his body and knew there ere only a few others sharing the secluded camping area with him, all of them around his age and he doubted any of them would be offended by his nak...
Chapter 6: Conversations The arid land lay before him illuminated by the rising lemon moon, casting deep shadows around the rocks and low scrub of wormwood and camel thorn. Aarmaan stood guard concealed from view in one of the shadows beside wind eroded boulders at the crest of a hill. A lizard near his right shoulder absorbed the last of the day's heat fro...
All characters are above the age of 18. ***** Jack Wilkenson was not an overly muscular man but just enough that others thought of him as a wet dream. With jet black hair, a face shaved smooth. he was a very handsome man. Standing at 5'10''. He has been married for 25 years now. Has 4 children. The oldest is Shandra, who looks just like her mother with dir...
My vertical ash wood dresser in the Victorian window. It is not easy to find a gay plumber, but they do exist. I flipped through the yellow pages and fanned my blushing face. I just wanted the odds of it. They were good. With twenty-six local plumbers listed. I called Eric. "Do you know any gay plumbers?" I said. "What is going on?" Eric said. "Nothing g...
The storm continued to rage throughout the night, battering the little life raft in its windy wake, the rain on the tent above us deafening. As night fell, Steve and I snuggled in together under the remaining thermal blanket and slept like the dead, rehydrated with the rainwater captured in our pot. Neither of us found the emergency rations overly objectiona...
Tears streaming down my cheeks, stain the soft cotton fabric of the pillow. Head buried and my cheek pressed firmly into it's firmness. Burning, aching pain generating through very tender flesh. Ashamed, worried, so much head noise. Doubts flooding my mind as I replay the disturbing happenings of a day gone very, very wrong. Gut wrenched, twisted, sour to...