Neal wasn't the sort of guy people noticed much. He could walk through a room of people talking—even a room full of people he knew—and get to the other side without being greeted or noticed. He could have conversations with strangers and then the stranger wouldn't recognize him if they met again. He was a guy of no standout talents, no distinctive looks othe...
I DIDN'T THINK I WAS LIKE THAT I am at this moment resting from typing this story which if any of my family saw what I'm writing I would be sent to a place worse than the 'gulag'. Where do I start, and how do I start to tell you about the events that have changed my life some three weeks ago. It might be best if, as they say, start in the beginning. So here...
I walked slowly up 42nd street toward Time Square. My eyes scanned the crowd, always alert, looking for the muggers and pick pockets that had become common place since the late sixties. The sound of a Marathon Checker Cab was followed by the familiar holler of the cabbie yelling at a drunk pedestrian as he stumbled off the curb and into the slow moving traff...
I am a US civilian working in Afghanistan for the military. I am a logistic support specialist coordination the supplies, material and equipment needed by our military bases. Stationed at a base with a population of nine thousand 9000 serviced members, 90% were males. One would think you would have a good chance about meeting someone for adult fun. While th...
Editor's Note: story contains nonconsensual/forced sex. * When I was twenty-one years old I worked as an electronics installer for a company that sold computer systems. I mostly just ran the wires. One Friday my boss told me that I had to work the following Saturday at a factory that made concrete products such as the cement barriers that you see along t...
Your Package Has Arrived – Part 2 A couple of weeks had passed since the UPS man caught me looking at gay porn while delivering a package to my house and made me suck him off by threatening to tell my wife and neighbors, and in spite of the fact that he had said he’d be back in a week, I hadn’t seen hide nor hair of him. To be honest, while I liked the tas...
Kenny stunk. He didn't have to be told, he could smell his own stench. How many days had passed now without a bath were unknown, he just knew it had been over a week and he was smelling ripe. It wasn't that there was no water. He was on an island, after all, there was water everywhere. However, there were things in the water... things that might bite. Possi...
I was happy that Ti had withered away within the last moon death, because there were now only eight elders in the village of the gatherers. But eight was more than enough. I was already bruised and sore as never before when Ai, the great chief, had taken his staff out of me that first time, having spilled the first of the seedings of the night before I was t...
I had travelled down to King's Cross station alone to start my new course at the Slade school of Art. I was delighted to have been accepted and was keen to start the fine art work. My favourite aspect was figure or life drawing and sculpture and my teachers had praised my mastery of paint as I depicted both male and female forms with no clothes on. I was goo...
It's the last Saturday before Christmas at 4:50 and almost the end of reconciliation hour, and also very nearly the last night of a life I've idealistically thrown away twenty years ago. Most of the congregation has stopped coming to confession entirely. I've only had 2 people in the last 2 hours. I'm sick of listening to the same confessions by the same unr...