This story is fictitious. Any similarity to any persons living or dead is purely coincidental. I am a man, in my 40s and I’m very happily married to my wife Joan. My name is Jim. We’ve been married for 15 years now and have two boys, ages 8 and 10. I’m an insurance agent and have my own business. Joan works at city hall as a clerk. We’re very much involved...
I'd hired a guy to cut the lawn and tidy up the garden a little. I was sitting at my desk, pounding away at the keyboard, when I looked up and saw him through the window. I was instantly hard, and interested. He was just the most stunning man I had seen in a long, long time. His handsome face was fringed by sun bleached hair and when he caught me staring he...
If you are under 18 years of age, this is not for you. If you are offended by male/male relationships, then do not read this work. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters in this story are at least 18 years of age. This is a copyrighted work of fiction....
When Tony Samuels asked me to go on a boating holiday with him, I was delighted; we had been friends, and sometimes lovers, for a long time. We drove from London to Norwich, took over our motor cruiser, and sailed down the River Yare towards Breydon Water. That evening we moored up at Reedham where we intended to spend the night, and went to one of the river...
Just a little introduction: I am a married 50 year old white man who recently started experimenting with my sexuality. I am 6 feet tall and 230 pounds, very hairy and have a trimmed mustache. Just your average guy. I have always been considered a very macho type of guy; military vet, biker, hunting and fishing. I've always been attracted to women and have ha...
The parking lot was flooded with a hazy artificial orange from the buzzing streetlights when Jeremy burst through the side doors of Wilson Hall. He haphazardly pulled on his pants and Bryan's shirt then took off running. He didn't want to go back to his room yet, not while the tears were still hot on his face. So he ran, barefoot, in the opposite direction o...
Soul got into the car and buckled his seatbelt. Anywhere was better than here. Even the horrible house with its overwhelming miasma of disappointment, even the scarlet room and all the expectations that went with it. Sylvia had won so why not just give her everything that she wanted? Why should he drag out the pain when it was going to happen either way? Sou...
Traveling by air during the winter has its attendant risks of flight delays and cancellations, and on a flight from Columbus to Dallas on a Friday night some years ago I found myself grounded for the night in St. Louis. The airline collected my fellow unfortunates and me and loaded us onto an airport bus bound for a nearby hotel. We queued up in front of the...
The knife clattered to the floor of the kitchen. "Al? What are you doing here? Your dad didn't say you were coming home." Of course he didn't, I thought, but I didn't say so. "Want me to ring him?" My father's girlfriend could have been my sister, though I suspected I was older than she was. By the way, how did she know who I was? I was fairly sure my fat...
"I'm sorry." "Don't be." "I should've..." "Did you hear me?" Carson looked up at Mr. Armisen, propped up in the hospital bed of the emergency room. After four hours, two X-rays, and sixteen stitches, he still looked pretty banged up. It could've been sexy, looking like he had survived a bar fight. But Carson couldn't look him in the eye. He just felt a p...