"Jesus H. Christ, boy," scolded The Preacher, "...you act like you ain't never had a mouthful of jizz before!" I wanted to say I never had a mouthful of jizz that tasted this bad...but I stayed quiet...my dad taught me when I was very young to "...always respect a clergyman, son." Why?" I asked him. "Sinners like you and me need all the help we can get wi...
A recent high school graduate went on a field trip to Lake George, New York in June of 1969, celebrating his graduation in a different way than most of his class, who were attending the Senior Prom that night. Randy Miller wasn't interested in any proms, but he wasn't sure whether he was ready for what he was planning on either. *** This was yet ano...
There are scenes of unprotected sex depicted in his story. In all cases it was between the two main characters, who are in a committed, monogamous relationship and were tested. If you aren't in the same kind of relationship, then you should always protect yourself and wear a condom. This story is a sequel to Maverick Cattle Company. While I have made every...
Unpaid parking tickets, I'm in the back of a police car on the way to the County Jail because of unpaid parking tickets. How the fuck could this happen to me? A few hours before I was driving minding my own business, when a County Sheriff pulled me over after doing a random license plate check and told me I was pulled over for unpaid parking tickets. My damn...
"As the bastard leveled the double barrelled shotgun at the thin man, he had the confidence of a schoolyard bully, absent the knowledge that this would be his last act on earth." "Just a handjob mister, that is all you paid for." Eleanor said as she looked up at the haggered man. Eleanor Wiggins was not a new whore. Her demure manner outweighed her misplac...
Chapter 5 ************* Daniel's Story I – Yes and No *************************** As I walked out of the Geller residence into the cold night I sensed a presence. My body stiffened, senses alert as I walked down the stony path leading towards the gate. My eyes were fixed ahead but my sharp ears were waiting for an impending movement while my olfactory pe...
Call of the Old Life The next momentous milestone in the sixteen-month period starting on New Year's Day came in the form of a couple of boxes of Matt's belongings from his UVa dorm that were delivered without notice or fanfare to Brambleton in mid July. Matt had just disappeared and the University had boxed up his belongings and put them in storage, not ha...
I'm traveling again, in western Canada this time. On the way there I stopped at a little "pioneer village" sort of thing in a small town and it was totally deserted except for me walking around by myself. And, as usual, I started to get horny. It never fails; I always start fantasizing when I'm alone outside like this, thinking and hoping that something migh...
(Wrote for fun to give a try at a category I've not written in before. Hope it's enjoyable) Rivulets of sweat run down my bare skin to dampen the already wet edge of my leather pants. I keep a slow count as I pull down the rope on the bellows. The constant even rhythm I've kept going for the last hour at least. My shoulders and chest burn from the effort....
I live in a community where too many guys spend their Sunday mornings attending Sunday School and their summer evenings at Vacation Bible School instead of going hiking, going water-skiiing, smoking pot by a pool, or grabbing a beer together after work. I tried to mind my own business but when people like me wouldn't come to them, they would instead come to...