During the next few days Rich and I worked at the landscaping company together, but he was distant. We hardly talked and when we did, even at home, it was in short, cordial sentences. It was totally unlike Rich to behave this way, so by the middle of the week I wanted to have a talk with him. After work we got home, and our parents were traveling for a few d...
Tuesday morning I went straight to the wheel to get it ready to open. Frank was already there. I stopped some distance away to screw up my courage. He had a hell of a shiner and his nose was still swollen like nothing I'd ever seen. I took a deep breath and slowly proceeded in his direction. When he saw me he stopped what he was doing. He looked down and s...
The Trip Begins When my wife and I moved back to Denver from Las Vegas, her mom and dad flew down to help us with the move. After a few days of packing, the moving van arrived and we basically got out of the way while the company loaded up the truck. While the movers were busy doing their thing, Edward and I dropped the girls off at the McCarran airport for...
A mild bit of editing and combining two chapters. Parallel to real folks but for entertainment purposes only. ****************** Carey: I took off during the two hour lunch of the quarterback camp to be by myself and have some time to think. I sat in the corner of LSU's third cafeteria pretending to read but I really wasn't. 'I didn't mean to have it go t...
The characters in this piece of literature are all sexually active personages being fictional consenting adults, of course entirely for literary enjoyment and/or sexual arousal by non-fictional ones. Graphic narrative depictions of homosexual activity are presented. Any reader's personal aversion to such behaviour should likewise avert same BY NOT READING AN...
Part Eleven: By mid-April Roy and I were in Cordele, Georgia, working our way up I75 on our way to Tennessee. Roy got us through the advance work for the stand there in time to have a day off. He knew of a swimming hole outside of town he said would be ideal for a skinny dip. It was our first since the one that preceded him inviting me into his bed. That s...
I was two months into my 22nd year on the day when I bought a membership to the gym that was only a few moments away from my home. I had walked there from home wearing a back pack. Never having seen the inside of a real body builder's gym, I needed some pointers. I spent a few moments watching other people work at the pulley driven machines and free weight...
A sequel to "Concentration and Muscle Control." If you read my previous piece, you'll already know that my use of the gym is closely linked to my sexuality, my love of hard masculine muscular bodies. Following the closure of the first gym I had used and where I had learned so much about training, about myself and what triggered my attraction to sex with m...
(...father-in-law-confidential - Prequel) As with most works of fiction, there is plenty of real life experience blended into this story. This actually happened - up to a point... Enjoy. -GJ ---------------- I had boxed up everything in my three room basement apartment and was waiting patiently for my father-in-law Edward to arrive with his pickup truck....
It was a crisp, late November evening in Eastern Canada and we had just driven for an hour through back roads to our remote hunting site. My father-in-law, Edward, parked the truck in a tightly overgrown drive way of sorts, under cover of some trees. The rest of the way to the little cabin had to be by foot, and not just because the driveway was impassible,...