I had an MBA from Leighton Business School, the finest in the country. I had had the highest grades in the whole class, and it should have been a slam dunk that I would get a top job in a major corporation. It should have been. Kathy and I had gotten married on that supposition. We had had our two children, Leonard and Lydia, on that supposition. But, no. I...
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How was I ever going to tell my parents that I was gay? This was a confrontation that I had been dreading for a long time, but how long could I put it off? If I didn't tell them, they were going to find out anyway for sure. I was a complete slut. I mean, really indiscreet. One time I got the mailman up to my bedroom, and he was just in the middle of fucking...
Author's Note: Okay, so I have to retract the statement I made in chapter 1. I don't think this is a little darker that what I normally write, I know it is. These characters aren't particularly likeable, but I'm writing this story because I do find them compelling. I think nomoretears00 got it right when she described all three of them as damaged. Anyways...
With our kids grown and gone Sharon, my wife of over 20 years, and I had taken to trying to put some of the sexual zing of our early marriage back into our lives. One of our new games involved tying the other up and then doing whatever we felt like. Within the limits of not inflicting any injuries or significant pain, we could play out our fantasies on our h...
Brother Neil held the lantern high so that Christian and Alexander could see through the thick darkness that covered the monastery grounds. He led them to a small cottage within the courtyard behind the gardens. "The guest house has already been cleaned and made ready." He smiled at the couple. "Breakfast will be served in the main hall at sun up. I've taken...
One of those stories that comes to you at the least suspected time and interrupts what you're supposed to be working on in a series. The ADD kicks in and all of a sudden it's just sitting there ready to be written with your only job being filling in the details. This is fiction with bits of true sprinkled in from what could have been. It's also got a rough,...
I was sore the next morning when I woke up. I glanced at the clock and saw I'd overslept by about fifteen minutes. Ayden wasn't in the room with me. I slowly got myself out of bed and shuffled to the kitchen. He was already dressed and was scrambling eggs. "I'm making you breakfast," he said. "I was going to bring it to you." "I need to get ready for schoo...
My experience with sex at a rest area all started one weekend when I was meeting a friend in Southern California. The Interstate is littered with rest areas little did I know that I would become infatuated with them. I have heard of what some folks call gay "cruising" at rest areas but I never thought I would be one getting "cruised." So, I had been in the...