A story that is a little rough, especially coming from me, so take that into account as you begin. As always, feel free to leave your thoughts if so inspired. *** The smell wasn't so bad. I remember thinking that as I stood at the urinal of the bus station, and that was an indication that I had been spending way too much time in the men's room because I...
Brock Barry Peterson was the handsomest man I had ever seen. He was over six feet tall and had smooth clear skin, blue blue eyes and white white wavy hair. He was always impeccably dressed in expensive well-tailored suits, crisp ironed shirts, and tastefully colored ties. He wore a special cologne. I don't know what it was, but it was heady. Sitting across f...
My wife and kids were making the annual pilgrimage to visit the in-laws back in Chicago. Two weeks in mid-July in the sweltering windy city – not my idea of summer vacation. Not even a few nights inside the friendly confines watching the Cubs break the hearts of the city could make up for the torture of spending two weeks with Nanny and Pappy. Lucky for me,...
Randy is unable to shake his doubts but puts them aside long enough to offer himself to his young lover. Thanks to LarryInSeattle. Enjoy. If you have the time let me know what works and, just as important, what doesn't. Thanks. ========== I do my best thinking working on the bag. It's like meditating. Your body falls into a rhythm and your mind is...
WANTED Clean-cut, personable, honest young man who loves children, to look after 6 year old boy and 4 year old girl. Living-in required. Days off to be negotiated. Must be on call whenever needed. References requested. Call before 4 p.m. 227-555-3376. Ask for Mrs. Wexler. * I was looking through the classified ads of the local newspaper when I discovered...
A.N: As a disclaimer this story doesn't have any incest, it just takes the context of a family reunion. My laptop fried a month ago so things are a bit complicated, but country boys make do. Here's a long slow-burney one shot to make up for my silence. Might write those characters more in the future because I got attached, We'll See. Feedbacks are an autho...
MONDAY I woke up, my face filmed with sweat, and had a drink from the glass of flat, room temperature water on the bedside table. I could hear the sounds of people in the pool, having a morning swim; the rasp of crickets in the grass; the chirp of birds. Through the slats in the shutter I could tell that the sky was clear as ever. Great, I thought gloomily...
Edited By: Tangent Joker I'm sure you all hate me now. I promise, I never intended to become the villain. I just got a little lost, you see. I was in love with Mark Jameson from the moment I saw him. Of course, even though I was four years younger, I knew I was gay long before Mark or Noah did. They were both just so beautiful. I used to watch them from m...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. *.* Stephen Hebert looked out the window at the courtyard of the Academy. From his third story window, he had an unobs...
Professor Chadwick was sitting behind his large oak desk when the four accountants came into his office carrying the books of Emerald Hill. Emerald Hill, Exclusive College for Young Gentlemen. The finest, most respected institution of higher learning in the whole country. And now there was a real danger that it would go under. The accountants took chairs on...