I don't know what kept pulling me back to his picture. He wasn't posing naked or near naked as many of the other men on the Internet senior dating service were. But he looked just so attractive to me—and he set my imagination going. Standing against a concrete wall plastered with graffiti in blue lettering, he was wearing a blue denim jacket over a red and b...
All he could think of was the pain. It was a long time since something had hurt this much but he was determined that he would not give them the satisfaction of knowing it. So he curled up in a foetal ball and tried not to let them kick him to death, or damage his face too much. When he had given them the missive for this job he had specified that they did no...
He was back in town from boot camp before being shipped over. We met at the movies. He was in his uniform. His marine uniform. He was so breathtakingly handsome and masculine and military that my knees went weak. I have always had a weakness for uniforms. Police, military, whatever. We were both getting popcorn before the show, and how I wished that I coul...
I have always like dressing in woman's clothes since being a child. I often would dress up when my parents would leave the house and I would parade around like a woman would. Now that I'm 33 years old and married, I have to wait until my wife leaves to dress up as she wouldn't understand. I often like to dress with the clothing that I like fucking my woman...
Just when I thought that nothing would happen, on the thirteenth day after my trip to Birmingham, a text arrived at around 8.30 pm saying "Hope to see you at 6.30 pm tomorrow at the same place or will contact as previously notified." This was a veiled threat that to anyone else would have appeared innocuous. A further message arrived shortly after saying "J...
The time is 8.45 on Saturday night. I've just downloaded an app on my smartphone and created a profile. "Shy bi guy looking for meets." I upload a photo. I'm bare-chested, in jeans. No face. Guys seem to flock to my hairy chest though. Almost instantly, I'm getting messages. Some of them are from guys that are bottoms as well. A few are pleasant enough...
Daniel sat stunned! He just simply could not believe his own reaction to that photograph. Ok, so it was an erotic, perhaps even obscene, photograph, but he had seen erotic photography before without such an immediate and extreme reaction. But here he was, turned on like never before! Daniel had an obsession. He loved to have his partner tied to the bed, leg...
I'd come out here to the park to try to calm down. The slight wedge of a townhouse I'd rented on Savannah's Lafayette Square was hardly big enough to turn around in, let alone pace in. It was essentially one continuous shot-gun room downstairs, a twelve by eight-foot foyer with a spiral staircase—entered from the street, followed by the "big" room, a twelve...
Scott Monroe reeled out of the summerhouse at the back of the mansion property on Edgehill Road in the exclusive Westover Hills section of Wilmington, Delaware. Behind him, still reclining on a bench nailed to the wall around the inner rail of the summerhouse, lay Lani Lamotte, tennis skirt bunched up around her waist, panties on the wooden boards of the str...
September 11, 2001 The moment the bell rang, Hardy Reyes knew it was trouble. The rumble that reached the firehouse was not ordinary and its genesis was shown moments later. World Trade Center Tower Number One had been breached by an airplane and clouds of black smoke billowed out from its wounds. His first thought was of Caiden and he thumbed his cell phon...