I was sitting at the bar of the local gay pub having a drink by myself when he walked in and ordered a drink. I didn't really notice him at first because I was brooding about my boyfriend. I was sure he was seeing someone else. I was pissed off with him and was considering fucking a couple of his friends so when the guy standing next to me said hello I looke...
When I woke up, I was alone in bed. The previous night's events came flashing back into my mind almost immediately. 'Shit, what the fuck had happened,' I thought anxiously. I smiled to myself as I grabbed Rob's pillow and buried my face into it. I smelled his scent on the pillow case. It was soothing and kind of hot too. I remembered how good it had felt...
*** Based on my own experiences. Names have been changed*** ***** I had just broken up with my girlfriend and while it had been a short lived romance, it didn't sting any less after ending things with her. But wallowing does nothing good; even in New York, home to some eight million people, it can be a lonely place. Problem was, I knew I wasn't in the righ...
:: Robby :: He was going to die. He was going to die and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do to save him. I glared across the moonlight-mottled expanse of warehouse space, desperately fighting the trembles of fear that were coursing through my body and causing my .38 to waver from its shadowed target. Nothing in all the years of my police officer training...
Chapter 9: Pumpkins *Author's Note: Thanks for all of the coments and feedback. I read every one and try to make adjusments when I can. I hope you are enjoying this story.* The following morning after I finished eating breakfast there was a knock on the door. "Well good morning Mrs. Thompson," Rob's cheery voice sounded as he entered the room with his...
I will first give a little background as to how I fell in love with cum and later Steve. For many years I had been self sucking and savoring quarts of my own cum. I had occasionally fantasized about sucking another cock but never really thought I would since I had a fairly regular girlfriend. However, she went away for the summer. I then attended a few wild...
***Everyone in this story is fiction and is at least 18 years old or older*** Before you read this, I am deeply sorry for the delay on chapter 3. I had issues writing this chapter. I'm hoping people enjoy the finished product. ***** Chapter 3: Come Undone Panic! Was the best word to describe what Jason was feeling right now. He was walking back and fort...
Like most military relationships my relationship with Will was hot and heavy while it lasted. However, over time he was transfered over seas forcing us to drift apart. We'd meet about twice a year and make up for lost time then that turned to once a year and then we simply lost touch. On one of our last skipes he forgot to turn off his camera. I witnessed h...
Jeff and I had been hanging out for about six months. We didn't live together but we might as well have. We spent a lot of time together when we were able. I am a photographer and I frequently am on the road doing shoots. Jeff is an engineer and has to travel once or twice a month. When we found ourselves at home, we usually were together. We never planned...
My entire fucking family is fucking Evan Rosier. Even my 94-year-old great-fucking-grandmother is fucking Evan Rosier. I don't know what they see in him. Sure, he's gorgeous. I get that. But he's not the charming, innovative genius my mother believes. He's a fraud. He's the smarmiest smarmy bastard in the history of the world. I don't care if he is filthy r...