I survived Jury Duty ya'll! AND finished this chapter! 212,315 words. Essentially that is two full length novels (or one Gone With The Wind. :) ) in 16 months. That's how long I have lived with these characters in my heart and mind. And I've loved every minute of it. I hope you have as well. Your support has meant the world to me. So here it is! Here is th...
1-29-2015 I tossed the towel up over the shower door once my hair was fairly dry. It was raining outside, as it did so often here in the City, so I wasn't too concerned with the damp. My hat would keep my head warm, anyway. Looking down at the bed kept a smile on my face as I dressed. Looking at my face you wouldn't think I smiled all that much. It was a f...
Dean smiled as he dropped Blaine into the back seat of his rusted brown truck, there was a hole the size of his head in the rear door and as he slammed it closed more metal fell off onto the floor. His cock ached as he thought of all the things him and Blaine were going to do before the week was finished. That's even if he wakes up, a small voice in the back...
The sky was a lifeless dome of swirling cotton, the same stark white as everything beneath it. It was drowning the world under a howling plague of white-winged locusts, blinding swarms that slowed my pace to a rumbling crawl. I'd found the highway somehow, heading south and east toward campus, on autopilot. I checked my rearview mirror every few miles for th...
Sunday morning, June 9, 1996...it was our first anniversary and just over a couple of weeks shy of my forty second birthday. My eyes fluttered open to see 9:47 displayed on the digital clock by our bed. I felt Chik's warm mouth gently nursing on the head of my morning hard-on and I looked down over the crest of my belly to see his head barely bobbing under t...
Apathy And Promiscuity Lately, I've come to a place in life where nothing feels as good as it once did. I get almost no joy from the things that I once loved. Even my favorite foods seem somewhat bland. Perhaps its due to my recent breakup with Jorge, one of the finest human beings on the planet. I'm not sure. But what scares me is that I really don't feel...
After we had our steaks, which were perfect I might add. I did clean up again, donning my apron over my top and mini-skirt, where again I was playing little miss homemaker for the two men Darren and Dean while they sat out having coffee and then joining them once I was finished, I came back out to them with three beers, one for each of us this time. I didn't...
Note to the reader: For those unfamiliar with the word 'tushy: 'tush' rhymes with 'push'. Chapter 1 The door to the interrogation room opened and Detective Henderson walked in. He dropped a manila folder on the table and sat down, staring at the teenage boy who sat opposite him with arms crossed defiantly. Scott Henderson's promotion to detective when he...
The Great War had ended six years ago. For some of us, though, it was still a part of our daily lives. I had enlisted when I was seventeen. Six months later I was in hospital with pieces of shrapnel embedded in both of my legs. I recovered fairly quickly and returned to the fighting. As luck would have it, only a week before the Armistice was declared I was...
Author's Note: Nothing philosophically deep here; merely a self-contained bit of 'homobearotic' smut that fans of the genre, both male and female, can hopefully use to incite a little masturbatory bliss. I hope it does the trick. Enjoy! ***** He fairly waddled over to my table. As usual, I was sitting by myself. Men my size tend to intimidate most people,...