Thank you to everyone for reading, voting and/or commenting. You cannot know how grateful I am. Constructive criticism is welcome. Huge happy hippie hippo hugs to Klastbreath for emergency editing. As always I tinker, so for any mistakes I ask your forgiveness. My gratitude to nomoretears00 for always saving my bacon. AH you are the other set of eyes I ne...
Acknowledgements: Warm thanks to habu for giving me a firm hand and warm encouragement. I was so stunned I don't think I said anything. Him kicking me out without even attempting to get off with me was the last thing I'd expected given how easily I'd succumbed to his seduction—if you can even call it that—and that, added to my embarrassment at coming so q...
If Ford had the ability to kick himself right now, he would have. He knew better than this. Should have known better than to put himself in such a situation, and yet here he was, lying in an alley bleeding to death because he'd gone and acted like an idiot instead of calling for his lackeys when things had become out of his control and out of his depth. Too...
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For Gracie's Daddy * * * * * * Philip had been a part of our household for almost a week. My uncle, Will, Philip and I were having our breakfast in the bedroom on trays that Will and Philip had thoughtfully provided. "I had meant to tell you earlier but it somehow slipped my mind," my uncle said, "that I need to be away most of the day on business. The al...
Danny's Story I guess if I were asked when the turning point of my life was—or at least the initial one—I'd have to say it was when I was sixteen and the Broadway producer, Evan Yellen, called me down from the dance auditions for the musical Finian's Rainbow. The show had a quartet of male dancers, but one got too near the footlights in a rehearsal, fell of...
The week crawled by as much as it flew. The days were a blur in slow motion, my mind completely divorced from the classes I was attending. The nights were long and swollen, lying in bed after a long shower and clutching my hard cock until I finally fell to sleep, trying to think of anything but sex. Jennifer was royally pissed I hadn't called her the night...
Ervin Walker hiked up to the top of the ridge of the White Oak mountain range as he did every Friday afternoon, weather permitting. He was standing there, looking northwest over the rolling south central Virginia farmland as he had done nearly every Friday from mid afternoon until almost twilight for the past twenty-four years since he had received the call....
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Before starting my tour of duty in Okinawa, I thought my primary talent was playing the piano. I was soon to learn otherwise, though, and my late coming to "the" life gripped me like a disease or an unshakable habit. I had known since not long after puberty that I had an unusual attraction. I had formed friendships quickly from my days in high school—and no...