~Sorry it took so long to get this in, but with the holidays and family, I hardly had anytime at all to get on the computer. I'm sure you understand. But here it is. I'm rather happy with the way it turned out, really. If you're reading it for the first time, please read Parts 1 & 2 so this one will make more sense. Hope you enjoy it!~ @>--,---------------...
For me, a typical Friday and Saturday night was grabbing a case of beer, smoking up some bud, and getting into all sorts of trouble. I'm your typical good ole country boy. I moved out my parent's house as soon as that diploma hit my hand. I share a trailer with my girl now. She's always ragging on me to do better. I work hard enough at my eight to five down...
The next day I slept in. When I finally roused after 10am, my stomach dropped when I saw a text message from Mel. "I enjoyed our date last night Petey. Hope you had a fun walk home. I'll see you soon." There was an attachment, which played a video of him laying me down the bed and fucking me. Mel had made another video of me last night, again without me eve...
Chapter Four - Fools Play By The Rules Johnny was damned pleased with himself. He had that pretty boy in his pocket, and he would pick up a nice paycheck while at it. The playful banter between them was almost making him think there was more there than it truly was. The thing was Ruslan was frigging beautiful. A hot thing in bed, too. Plus, he could go at...
A friend of mine called round the other day. He was feeling a bit low and asked if he could come round. Of course I said yes. I've never known for sure if he was gay or not, but I've thought he probably is. Not that it bothers me. To each his own, live and let live, and all that. In fact, when I've felt like sex and had a good wank, I've imagined, a few time...
[These are chapters 1 and 2 of four postings in eight chapters, to complete posting by the end of March 2020.] Chapter One: Welcome to the Gulf, Chris Carter The combination of knock-out pills, which didn't completely work, and liquor, on the run from Frankfurt to the Arabian Peninsula would have had me staggering off the plane onto the tarmac even if the...
*Right now I just need to do a huge disclaimer for my story. Now I KNOW that this is a fiction website, and I KNOW that ninety percent of the stories have many inaccuracies in them, and I KNOW that I probably shouldn't care so much, but I do. I know very little personally about the Nipmuc tribe, the identity that I chose for the setting of this novella. Man...
Chapter One: Bah Bungholing "I'm sorry that Neal didn't make the funeral, Keith. It's just that—" "I know what it's just like, Kim. You don't have to make excuses for Neal's phobias. He didn't make the wedding either. It's no big deal. He let me come here for Thanksgiving. That's progress." "I didn't actually tell him you were coming," my sister said, wit...
[This part follows on directly from "David begins Graduate Study," which should be read first.] Chapter 11 Jon Celebrating David's first publication The Candlemas term progressed. David, on the basis mainly of his undergraduate work, saw his name on his first scientific publication. It was shared of course with three other coworkers. He seemed excessi...
A note: just a reminder from the last chapter - this is set at least 10 years ago. I would love comments - I really want to improve my writing but need feedback to be able to tell what is/isn't working. Thanks for reading and please rate if you enjoy it. ***** After the Christmas break, Sean and Logan hung out a few more times, aided by Al. She had attem...