Dinner was late that year. On the table. Cold. I waited. Waited. Waited. Tic-tock-tic-tock said the clock. Then chimed. And chimed. And chimed again. Pete the canary sang along. I waited. He wasn't coming. Stupid! I should have expected this. I got out my laptop and wrote to pass the time. Give him a chance, I thought. Maybe he can explain. I opened...
Even far apart, Josh and Kyle manage to share their love It was excruciatingly slow at the pizza shop for a Friday rush. Normally, things were already hopping by 4:30pm on a pay day, and the drivers were flying in and out the door constantly with orders by five o'clock or so. This Friday though, it was still almost tomb-like in the store at 5:30. Adam expla...
**********AUTHOR'S NOTES********** Since I failed to warn about the Hetero sex in the last chapter I figured I would move my Author's notes to the top rather than the bottom, to give adequate warning for any specifically non-gay male category elements. n this chapter there will be slight Het sex but no real detail on it. There will also be some non-consent...
8====>~ It was my day off, but I stopped by the shop anyway to get the address of the mechanic Cody used when his car acted up. A pizza guy's life blood is a car they can depend on, and mine had began acting up the previous night. My last couple of hours, it decided it didn't want to start a few times and I had to use a hammer to tap the starter motor to ge...
A few months after my first bookstore adventure in my hometown, I moved to St. Louis to continue school. It was the early 80s and urban revitalization had yet to hit downtown. There were a couple of blocks of businesses and bars on Laclede's Landing by the Arch and then a sort of no-mans-land between that and the Central West End - filled with dilapidated an...
This is an ongoing story. It might be a good idea to read the first two chapters before reading this one. ***** Tom's already heavy head swam with new thoughts and the air seemed to escape his lungs and refuse to return. In ten years since his mother left his father he had heard him referred to as "that man" and "the asshole." So the fact that she referred...
Two weeks had gone by and as I woke up Saturday morning and I could hear Bob fucking Brenda in the other room. She was moaning and yelling for Bob to fuck her harder as I could hear the bed rocking and thumping against the wall. "Oh shit, I'm late!" she yelled. I could hear loud thumbs and dresser drawers slamming shut with muffled voices that were inaudib...
When I got home from Adam's house I went straight to my room and fell into bed. It wasn't that late but I was exhausted from the fucking he'd given me. I drifted off to sleep, and when I woke up and looked around, the dim light in the room told me the sun was about to rise. I was still wearing the clothes I'd worn the night before, so I sat up enough to pee...
siktici ©2017 * I avoided writing this story for years, at first, out of sheer embarrassment. Some of it is true, some of it is embellished with slivers of truth. I couldn't deny the story any longer, as it insisted. I closed a 21-year military career on March 1997; I came out to myself (To do so while in the military was still a pension killer); and I we...
Three days have passed and I'm too afraid to answer any of Marie's texts, she doesn't seem mad, but she probably wants to meet up and fight me. I know that Charlie has told her by now, that her creepy friend Oliver got off to her fucking him. I think I'll just avoid her for a little while, that should give her some time to cool off at least. It's the weeke...