(more hallucinogenic thoughts of brain on fire, T, my man) * T counted his friends as he went to sleep—fifteen, sixteen, seventeen...and he just hugged himself oodles because he had more friends all over the world than anyone else ever had. And he was gayskee and that was fun because he had always been pops but he had never been pops like he was pops now a...
It was different this time, Ben Ranalli noted after he set the tent up and looked at the pond his campsite was facing. He had been coming here for over forty years, first as a young lad with his folks and then later with his wife and kids. After the kids had grown and moved on there was a brief period when he had visited the place with just his wife, but she...
The Three Bitches, as a good many of the older ladies of the Summerside retirement community in Melbourne, Florida, referred to Annelise, Becky, and Karen, watched with barely suppressed sighs as new fellow resident, Phil, walked between their lounge beds and the edge of the community pool en route to the tennis courts. He did his best not to do more than no...
All participants are over 18. The idea for this story was suggested by donaldelliott11, with thanks. ***** "With this ring, I thee wed," Angelica said. With this yoke, I thee burden, Artie's mind echoed, just one moment forgetting the perks that came with marrying this fat, moody cow. Everything had moved so fast. Artie had the good fortune of working f...
Before I start I should give you some background on myself. I also want it to be known that this story is 100% non fiction. If you like the story, contact me via contact tab. I am a mostly straight man. I never have, and still after, the incident I am about to tell you about, am not attracted to men. I never walk past a guy on the streets and want him sexual...
Lulled by the sonorous night sounds wafting through the open bay windows over the big bed, I lazed half in and half out of sleep. What a wonderful spot to exist in, I thought, knowing the dream I had been enjoying was actually a recent memory of the trip into the big city the previous weekend. Memories of which I would hope to carry a long time, what with th...
I always had a teenage boy crush thing for this one mechanic who my Dad always went to. His garage was a couple of blocks away from where we lived in our small Canadian town (I grew up there and left for college when I was 21). He was in his late twenties and had dark hair. unshaven frequently and was kinda tall and lanky. Looking back now, he was pretty hom...
"Dex-eeeee," I cooed into his ear, "tell me about 'Daddy.'" We'd been driving for 30-minutes and still had another half-hour to go. I decided to put the time to good use and do some 'homework' before I met his father. A boy needs to be prepared when going into a possible hostile situation. "Uh, well, I, uh...there's not much to tell..." he stammered. My h...
Chapter One: Flying to Sydney "Forever is a really long time." The phrase kept running through Allen's mind as, face turned toward the window of the crowded jumbo jet high above the Pacific, he feigned an attitude of sleep. He had tired of the chatter of the businessman in the middle seat several thousand miles ago. It had been a mistake to tell the man he...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Sometimes I think my mum likes my missis more than me... They get along great, which is good, but this week they've taken the kids and gone on a cruise together, along with mum's neighbour. I wasn't too put out about not being invited, in fact I decided to take a few days off and...