"Where are you? Who are you with? Did you find Jimmy? We have to have coffee. I have to tell you about Robert." She messaged me over and over. I messaged her back. "Just leaving Jimmy's right now! Coffee where?" I sent back. "Starbucks our usual, fifteen minutes, don't keep me waiting." Lisa sent back to me. When I got there she was at our table, I call...
Walt Curran was home on leave after serving two years in Naples, Italy. He had gone right into the Marines after high school and reported to Parris Island for boot camp. Three months of that and one month of ITR and he was off to Italy. It was December 1961 at Christmas time so he had taken ten days leave before reporting to Camp Lejeune in North Carolina. H...
Here's my story, it's sad but true. About a guy, that I once knew. He took my love, then... hey, you know the rest. Yes, I was the small-town slut, always up for mischief. The sure-thing. A scrawny kid with acne. No-one's dream date, that's for sure. But I know the rules, and I'm cool with it. Yet I can still taste the sense of shame and betrayal I felt over...
Thanks soooo much to everyone for reading and voting and commenting- it means so much that you take the time to do so! I've been completely overwhelmed by the positive responses- so here is chapter 3- hopefully I'll have chapter 4 up soon! Chapter 3 – Losing James? James: When I woke up it was light- I was spooned up behind Alex, my arms around him. My...
It had been nearly a month since I had last had some dick and I was getting antsy. I went looking online to find someone like me to hook up with: married and willing to pump and dump with no thought of anything but anonymity. At the time I was thirty-two years old and had three children with my wife of nine years, but even with my full beard, my blue eyes an...
The wind was picking up by the time JC and Donovan loaded the dresser into the moving van. A gust sent Don's baseball cap skittering across the lawn and me running after it. It was late October and cooler, wetter weather was starting to prevail along the coast. The damp chill ate at the marrow in a way it never did in the interior. It wasn't something I'd mi...
The name on the awning of the taverna struck me and brought up memories so rapidly and fully that I wasn't completely aware of the guitar music wafting up in my brain. If I had been I wouldn't have climbed the two terrazzo steps to the terrace level of the Tree of Idleness restaurant and sat at a table under a spreading olive tree. Even then, though, I knew...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === A few months after Linda had left me, when it was becoming clear even to me that my ex-wife wasn't coming back, I'd signed up to become a member of a couple of online dating sites in the hope that I might yet meet my soul mate. The endeavour had proven largely fruitless as the women who resp...
Home for the summer from college, I was up in my room online. Bored and horny, I had just loaded some porn and taken out my dick when my younger brother, Carl, came home with some of his friends. With a grunt of frustration, I tucked myself away and navigated to a more innocuous program. Despite being only two years apart - at the time I was twenty and he w...
"Ellie just dumped me," Tyler complained. He picked at his fingernails. He sniffed, then flicked the screen of his phone back on. "Through a freaking text." "Oh?" Danny said between french fries. "I thought you didn't like her that much anyway." "That's not the freaking point," Tyler grumbled. He sighed, then picked up a fry and ate it. "It's just a shitty...