I was in the final stages of a merger between my company and one owned jointly by a brother and sister. He was in his late forties, like me – his name was Harry Mercer, and his younger sister was called Melanie, although I'd never met her. I was going on a short trip, but there were still a couple of details to clear up. Harry lived with his sister, and thei...
[Author's Note: I'm not sure about turning this into a series. Let me hear your feedback (thoughts or idea's welcome), and I will take it from there. Thanks again MasterofControl2003 for the excellent editing!] I knew his game from the first moment I saw him cruising the beach. I knew he was looking for a new Daddy and I was willing to fill that role fo...
The two had fought each other to exhaustion, each one trying to master the other, until finally they rolled away from each other in the bed of ferns. Joe was the first one to laugh. "Yeah, but who woulda' known?" Al muttered. "You're such a cute little guy, and you've been eyeing me. I know you have." "That's because you're such a big hunk—a real bear," Jo...
As the door to the apartment closed, he was perilously aware of the game he was playing...six weeks ago he'd been in his home country, not knowing what his next assignment held... *** "Good morning director," he said as he entered the office of the most secretive person in the country. "Good morning Jacobsen," was the reply. "As I'm a bit pressed for time...
The local bathhouse remains the overwhelming focus of my getting off with other men, however, the attractions of an adult bookstore gloryhole remain undeniable. Including enjoying the large variety of video porn, especially straight and bi, turning me on as, even if the visit doesn't lead to playing addictively hot gloryhole games with another man. Purely ho...
Will and I had been going to 47 Central in Lynn nearly every Saturday night for 2-3 years now. I guess you could call us "regulars". It was a nice neighborhood bar, with a very friendly (and hot) Brazilian bartender, a great DJ for dancing, and cheap drink prices, which more than outweighed the fact that the owner of the bar, George, was a persistent flirt....
Here I am, Joe Average, well Steve Average anyway... 48 years old, professional, married to second wife for 10 happy years so far, after a miserable first marriage that was 10 years of hell, but that's a whole other story... Anyway, we live in the suburbs of a good sized city, nice home, nice subdivision, great neighbors, nice lifestyle, kids have grown and...
"He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff . . ." The rich, resonating, calming baritone of the La Lectura began to weave Ernest Hemingway's The Old Man and the Sea for us for perhaps the hundredth time, as we Torcedores settled once more into the rhythm of preparing our bunches of tobacco leaves perfectly for the press. We could not have done our deman...
After meeting the rest of the group, on my last visit over to Tony's, things slowed down. Schedules just didn't work and life had gotten busy. About six months later, I got a text from Tony one Monday afternoon. Tony: What are you doing for the game Saturday night? Mike: No plans, what did you have in mind? Tony: Come over, watch the game, enjoy the hot t...
The Sunday session is tradition in Australia. After two days of relaxation the young and the young at heart head for their favourite watering-hole to cap off the weekend before returning to the grind of the working week. I was in town on business for a couple of weeks, I’d come alone leaving Caz, my wife 1 600 Km away. My usual outlet for my excess sexual ur...