The follwing story is a work of fiction, based on facts from my life. The names of all parties have been changed to protect their "innocence". "Hey Jim, you need anything from Supply while I'm down there?" "Naw, I'm good Marv, thanks anyway." I headed down the hall to the elevators so I could get to Supply. It was Thursday, and I was winding up some det...
The clock ticked mercilessly on the bedside table. It had been exactly twenty-two minutes and four months since Oliver had said goodbye to his lover of one and a half years. Sometimes he still played their last argument back in his mind, in the quiet, lonely hours of the morning. It was rarely quiet in the dorm at his university in Southern California, being...
"Learning More Each Day" 8====> Marc and I had an enjoyable meal in the dining room of the 120 year old Blennerhassett Hotel. (I kid you not...that is the name of it!) I was in the mood for their prime rib and he wanted the chicken cordon bleu they were famous for. Our conversation ran the gamut of a few business things I needed to get with him on, and als...
Prologue I was just starting my junior year at a four-year prep school in New England. The dorm rooms each housed two boys and were all paired off with an adjoining bathroom. The common rule was that bathroom doors were always kept closed and, when in use, locked, if privacy was desired. During your freshman year, however, you soon learned that you had to a...
This is part of an ongoing story over multiple Categories with common characters. I went to Cup in Time for my usual doppio with a shot of Carolans. Scott was behind the bar but the girl at the front register I didn't recognize. When I got to the front of the line she said "Welcome to Cup in Time. What can I get for you?" "Hello; can I get a doppio for he...
This is part of an ongoing story over multiple Categories with common characters. ************ I was sitting at Cup in Time drinking my doppio and was thinking how so much had changed in a little over a year. Cyndee and I weren't together anymore although we were definitely "friends with benefits". We didn't get together much anymore, especially since Dav...
This story was also posted elsewhere on internet. (All characters are older than 18 years.) . . It was all weird, the order in which the stuff between us - me and my roomie - happened. It hadn't been the inexplicable attraction, or staring at each other's cock, or stuff like that. First came the cuddling. Since we started college, two years now, Fabric...
8===> Discovering a surprise neighbor in the freshman dorm Ben leaned up against the door frame of the entrance to his dorm room and took in all the insanity going on in the hallway. One incoming freshman after another was busy dragging boxes and laptops and stereos and suitcases down the long corridor in search of the specific room that would be their cr...
Chapter 13 – Indie Comes to Jesus "Shit." Whatever Efrain had to say is lost as he pushes past me, calling for Cory. He pauses at the door to shoot a terse "fucking asshole" over his shoulder. I can just barely make out a truck engine pulling away. I few moments later, the front door slams shut. There's a loud thump followed by a string of curses from E...
Randy pulled the blankets and sheet over his head, wrapping his pillow tight around his face and ears, as he tried to escape the ghastly sounds and stench of his roommate's latest alcoholic binge. Randy's roommate was making him reconsider his decision to come to Oklahoma. He'd picked the school due in part to the fact that he'd been awarded several small sc...