It was a warm Saturday night in the summer, and after fasting for 2 days straight, and then thoroughly cleaning myself out with various implements and toys, I was ready to ride. The ads on various hookup sites had netted some interest, but nobody was able to host, and I didn't feel like having a bunch of strangers wandering through my house this particular n...
So like hey guys. Long time no see right. Took a little hiatus to get stuff together. Didn't write much, draw much, or really do anything creative other than sing. Finally I just go my mojo back and decided what better way to make a comeback than to post a new chapter to December and crew's chronicles! So I hope you guys enjoy. Sorry for the long wait. ~*~...
I first met Ollie at choir practice. He had just joined the tenors and I had moved down from tenor to baritone, as I was getting older. I noticed him straight away, not just because he was so good-looking, he was, but he had a kind of hesitancy, a shyness which I found very attractive. I didn't stare at him too much but I could feel his eyes on me as if he w...
Nothing makes you feel quite like a loser then spending your Saturday night trying to impress women, and ending the night at the bar downing drinks with your gay friend. That was my life for nearly a year. I would get dressed up and head to the bar at about 8:00. I tried to talk to the women who came in. I thought I was pleasant. I wasn't a jerk or a creep...
The plane was, Conner estimated, four hours out of Frankfurt when it started its descent. He couldn't be precise on the time, because they had taken away his wristwatch. In fact, in a men's room in the Frankfurt airport, they had taken all of his clothes away. He'd also been given an intrusive cavity search in a stall, while one of them, armed with a mop buc...
Chad, breathing easily and looking mighty fine for a man of thirty-seven, ended his run at his usual bench beside a tool house in the remote Myrtle Beach park tucked into a golf course almost within sight of the ocean enough for most not to realize it was a separate public park. As usual, he ran in just athletic shorts and running shoes. His auburn red hair...
"Sorry about that. I didn't realize it had been on. I'll turn it off." I reached into my tux jacket pocket and dragged out my cell phone. The Belgian diplomat sitting across the cocktail table from me in the Bourbon Steak Lounge bar of the Four Seasons Georgetown Hotel lifted his hands in a "no problem" shrug and gave me a pleasant smile. We had stopped he...
I slipped the key into the lock and felt the familiar click as the lock gave way. I didn't have to think twice about opening the door, this was my home after all and I always took extra special precautions to make sure that I was never followed or that no one ever knew where I lived. My given name is Steve Dunbar but for more than a decade everyone I've me...
Hey everyone, back here with the third episode of the series, Hope you all enjoy it. And there's another thing, I'm hardly fond of defending myself but over the past few days, a few of you have assumed I'm a hacker of sorts myself! I mean that's weird, I can barely type 20 words a minute on the keyboard! But I hope you take the hacking involved in the story...
Chapter 1: Frank Meats Joel This was my third swing party with my wife, Traci. The monthly event was held on Saturday evenings at a small hotel on Route 9 in Englewood, NJ, close to the Palisades. As usual, it was an attractive suite containing a kitchenette/living room and two bedrooms with a total of four queen-sized beds. My name is Joel and my wife an...