I blame Jason Reitman. After five years, I had just about managed to get my friends to consider the possibility that frequent business travel does not necessarily equate to a series of one-night stands offering a smorgasbord of sexual delights. Any way I looked at it, it was a little humiliating to have to keep on affirming that I'm essentially a boring per...
All it takes is a nod from Connor and Travis's heart fucking skips four beats and then starts back on a rhythm all on its own. A fucking nod. Practice had been hard, especially since it's barely two weeks into their break and it already feels like the middle of the fucking summer, humidity on top of heat - but with enough guys from the frat hanging around...
Hey all and Happy Holidays! First Day I hung up the phone and stared at it for a minute before picking up the glass of wine I was nursing through dinner and throwing it against the wall. The sound of glass shattering into pieces didn't relieve me as much as I thought it would and the thought of the chardonnay possibly staining the paint didn't help. I pic...
Chapter One: Mission Ritual The only sound in the dimming summer evening light inside the airplane hangar was his grunting and her moans and sighing. She was perched on her ass on the worn wooden desk off to the side of the two P-47 Thunderbolt fighter-bombers taking up most of the room in the hangar. A lightbulb hanging on a chain above the desk swayed bac...
The blue screen of death was never quite so welcome as when Zach stared at his computer that Friday afternoon. It meant that his laptop proved itself, yet again, to be the biggest and most cursed piece of crap in the entire hospital. Since his arrival nearly two years before, his computer, and by extension, his computer skills had been a laughable subject in...
"This is fucking bullshit!" Mikey wadded up the newspaper and threw it across the room. "They shouldn't even have been allowed to enter. Having Cole Rhoads as part of the band is a fucking joke. This is supposed to be for amateur bands, not seasoned musicians." "Dude, take a chill pill." Kassidy Lane, the pirate from the Halloween party, was stretched out a...
Disclaimer: this story involves the use of ecstasy and some cocaine, as well as playing off of some fetishes (like some light water sports). If this is not your cup of tea, please move along. This story is not based in any particular city, and any similarity in names of establishments are purely coincidental. The events depicted are based off of various mome...
Foreword My regular readers will all be well aware of the fact that my stories tend to be rather long, This, my latest offering is no exception and runs in total to some 43,000 + words. Set in the near future in post Brexit Britain, it explores how four different establishments react and adapt themselves to the latest law, which once again allows corporal p...
CONTENT WARNING Dubious Desires is a steamy romance containing coarse language and sex scenes that deal with themes of submission, reluctance and objectification. This story is NOT for the faint-hearted, but it is for those who like m/m stories with a taste of love, friendship, eroticism and dubious behavior that skirts the boundaries of right and wrong. *...
CHAPTER 1 Hi guys; my name is Jeremy; I'm a Chicagoan and I'm what is euphemistically called a Male Escort. Any guy who does not go around with his head in the sand knows more or less what I do when they hear that I am a Male Escort, but frankly I don't know where that expression comes from, for escorting, which implies accompanying someone somewhere, usual...