Since the 1930s my extended family has had a remote ranch in a hidden Colorado Rockies valley abutting Medicine Bow National Park south from Laramie, Wyoming. The mountain fasts there—almost alpine in environment—are majestic, but they can be raw and cruel as well. Our family raised cattle there and took timber off the mountainsides in a planned "thinning"...
I was driving down County Road 41 one summer morning making my way to my lake front property and the best swimming hole in the world to enjoy a well deserved day off. I had a pack lunch of sandwhiches and such, a 12 pack of cold beer and a day of rest and relaxation on my mind. As I turned off 41 onto Old Town Rd I saw a figure about half a mile down, on foo...
Arriving a bit later than normal on a very pleasant December Saturday, there was still a line of at 10 men in front of me. So soon after opening time, crowding inside would not be an issue. The thought of the increased number of potential partners certainly made my cock stir a bit more than normal, the bowl I had just smoked enhancing my anticipation of havi...
I sat on the train in my own little world, half awake, half asleep. I had been working up country, had got a train back to London, changed stations and was now on the train on my way home. It was around 10 o'clock at night now and the train was empty. My work attire was simply sports clothing and being warm weather I'd had shorts on today, my training tro...
Part Two: Stephen Stephen and I hadn't known each other for long: His parents had returned from abroad and he had transferred from his boarding school to my day school at the beginning of term. I had been appointed his mentor, to show him around and help him to settle in and over the next few weeks we got to know each other really well. One day, we had fini...
I *noticed* Altair. Oh yes, I did. I didn't know what was wrong with me, noticing him, a man, in the way I did, those sharp cheekbones, long legs, that straight back, and the way the curly hair fell across his eyes. Those blue-gray eyes, that saw through everything, that seemed to see right through me when he looked at me with his cool gaze. That brain! He p...
"Go on, take them all. I know you want them." Damon Wentworth was standing there in that skimpy bathing suit plastered to his groin, showing which side he dressed on, and had the platter of crab Rangoon pastries shoved up under Chris' chin. It hadn't been the crab Rangoon that Chris had had his eyes on as Wentworth came at him on the terrace in back of the...
************************* It was beautiful. Before him was an unbelievable creation, made by hands with the gentlest touch. It's visage was so flawless with features so defined and yet so delicate, displaying some emotion of sorrow. Every curve was perfect. And lifeless. Dark brown flitted over the ice sculpture, painted lips in a taut frown. So beautiful,...
AN: I apologize for such a long wait for the fourth installment of this series. I was recently diagnosed with Fibromyalgia and have been dealing with getting my health under control, plus my computer died on me, so that had to be replaced. I should be back to a normal pace of writing, now that I am doing better. Thank you readers for your comments and feedba...
To open the brown bottle now would result in his being in control yet again. I would have to remove the hand sliding my cockhead over the outside of his delightfully slippery soft ass, meaning it would be replaced with a stranger's hand, possessing more direct intentions. I could not stop myself from doing the hit, knowing what it would mean, wanting it, hav...