The past few months I haven't had the time to write. I have not abandoned "On the Beach" for the few of you patiently waiting. This is, in essence, a transcription of a dream I had a few nights ago. Don't blame LarryInSeattle if, during the last edit, I snuck an error or two back in. Enjoy. Please comment if there's something you like or don't like....
April, 2015 Dirk performed his dumbbell curls deliberately and methodically while he stood next to the mirror. He closely watched the way his chiseled biceps strained against his tanned skin. The veins in his arms stood out conspicuously, as he continued to pump blood, into his muscular arms. I could see droplets of sweat trickle down his massive pecs and t...
I often did things backwards in life. The old Hollywood adage goes that many a starlet—and we can add many a leading man, now that the cat is out of the closet on that—got their film career break by the audition they did on the director's or producer's couch. In my case, however, I got the part before the director had me taking direction under him on his cou...
START OF ANOTHER WEEK On Tuesday morning after Martha left for work Aaron arrived at the house. Now that he had fucked Martha, he would have to figure out have to balance his time between mother and son. He took of his clothes and left them in the family room before heading to Chris' bedroom. Aaron got in bed and slipped under the covers. He felt the slen...
This story is dedicated to all the real Super Heroes of our time - The Service men and women of our Armed Forces and First Responders. This story is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or l...
[This is chapter one of a completed seven-chapter novella that will complete posting by the middle of November 2016] ***** "I don't believe it. That must be photo shopped." "I assure you it happened. The Office of Training officer assures me that the two of you rutted around just like that in the woods not far from here." The senior agent who had been at...
As soon as the horse-drawn wagon arrives at Fort Nosswood, Simeon Foster kicks the door open and leaps from the seating compartment with his knapsack in-tow. He’s waited eighteen years to follow in his veteran father’s footsteps: to serve as one of the King’s soldiers, to explore uncharted lands and forge everlasting brotherhoods with his new comrades. It’s...
Thanks to the comments, I rewrote the first chapter, added it to the second one and looked for some editing help. Hope you enjoy this one. Please comment and let me know how you liked/didn't like it. Special thanks go to Gunter 99 and Sugababy for their time and editing this. *************** Chapter 1: Vipers and friends Jet lagged and exhausted, the l...
The flight from Birmingham to Vienna wasn't full—at least business class wasn't. Trent had been told to avoid any of the London airports in proceeding to his next assignment and that had paid off in terms of how crowded the flight was. This had at least one other benefit as well. A cute little flight attendant, looking much the same as Trent—passing at firs...
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