Note from the author: First, I want to thank all of the people who have sent such kind e-mails to me telling me how much they are enjoying my work so far. Since this is the first time I've tried my hand at writing, except for papers when I was in school and they don't count, its very reassuring to know that people actually do like it. Thanks again for all...
I thought it was just a coincidence, at first. I was into my morning routine: two cups of coffee and a single cigarette, the only one I smoke all day. While I enjoy the sense of tobacco I disdain the smell, nor do I inhale. Instead, I allow the smoke to linger around my mouth, then, leaning into the vertical opening of my wide kitchen window, I blow the smok...
I was not one to believe in astrology, past pretending interest when my boyfriend read my birth chart on our very first date. The subject was at best a source of condescending amusement, seeing how much heart people could put in pseudoscience. I would always tease my boyfriend Josh when he would go on about it, he could talk about that idiotic stuff for hour...
After Rocco licked his cum off my fingers he then held his hand out to shake. "I'm Rocco." "Hi," I replied meekly, "I'm Jack." "Well Jack welcome to Onion Creek." "Thanks," I replied nervously. Rocco moved to sit up and I stood up and stepped back a step. He looked down and said, "There you go again, you're speaking my language." I looked down at the bu...
Chapter Seven: The Silent Servant, Ferdinand Ferdinand could tell that something was disturbing the ambassador as soon as he'd come back into the room. He knew what the man and his son had been arguing about. It wasn't because their voices had been loud; it was because he had been just outside the not-fully-closed door, listening to them. It was his busines...
Ben sighed impatiently as he wheeled his shopping cart around the small grocery store around the corner from his apartment. He tossed a few random items into his cart, eyes constantly scanning, taking in everything--and everyone--around him. He needed something to satisfy his craving. Nothing in his cart. He was hungry, but it wasn't for food. Instead, he w...
I lied to my wife; well sort of. I told her that I was meeting friends from work for lunch, but what she did not know was that I had canceled those plans. I had something else in mind, but I was loath to do it. It had been a long time, but there is something inside of me, a deep need and desire, that makes me need to do it from time to time. I drove for...
I told you some while ago about the day I met Terry, the young guy who runs the fitness club which I joined. Since that first sexual encounter we've had others which we've both enjoyed, and I've also made friends with other gays in my art college where I'm now in my second year. I didn't consider any of my sexual activities worthy of another story until las...
After talking with Ant about the best way to go about finding Mikey and Jackson we decided we would get more done if we split up, and besides I knew I would probably have to retrace my steps back to where I was released from, if we had no luck searching the hotel complex. Agreeing to meet back at my room we both headed out of the door, Ant going left and me...
Wednesdays have turned out to be the perfect weekday to visit the local bathhouse. Every other week, that afternoon is free, and my routine from entry to undressing to drinking a beer to heading up or downstairs takes maybe 10 minutes. Meaning that by 3:15pm or 3:30pm or so, I am among other naked men in the steambath, or watching gay porn. The last couple...