Jack Barker watched his girlfriend's son go into the garage, and after making sure that his soon-to-be wife was in the bathroom, went out the back door and toward the garage. Jack had just moved into the modest old farmhouse a couple of days ago, although he had spent a lot of time there in the year he had been courting Alice Randolph. Jack liked Alice Rand...
Jeremy Quinn was a very shy young man who tended to freeze up in social situations. Add that to the fact that he was very unsure of his sexuality and lacked confidence in himself, and it was easy to see how he became so vulnerable to the advances of a man who was not quite what he appeared to be on-line. ... Chapter One: The mystery man. Jeremy Quinn nurs...
My alarm jolted me out of a sweet dream: I was lying on my stomach spread eagle, hands clenching my sheets. I'd almost come....I recalled the last image of the dream: I was balls deep in my ex, fucking her with all my strength. Dustin was hanging on my back riding me in my grudge fuck of my ex. I'd ride down into her; Dustin rode down into me....I swung out...
One of my first jobs after high school was in an office. I worked as the Administrative Assistant, and essentially served the entire office. Our group consisted of about ten people, and we were headed by an Office Manager and Assistant Office Manager. I quickly made acquaintance with James, the Assistant Office Manager. He stood 5'8", 165 lbs., in nice sha...
The name's Michael. I'm an Irish boy from nowhere in particular, and the bright-red ponytail I wear is more than enough proof of that. I dress well enough when I need to; my work wardrobe usually consists of black wingtips, tight-fitting black slacks that are a little loose around the knees to allow for bending, and a dark solid button-down. I'm a relatively...
I was still in college, senior year. I was 5'9" tall, a bit soft from spending six months typing up papers instead of hiking, without a girlfriend for about a year. Now, at that point I had been curious about guys for a while. I had joined a couple of BB systems and chat rooms since I had no clue how else to go about it. Since I ended up chickening out more...
How does anything begin really? If anyone had told me when I cracked the window in our spare bedroom that it would lead and my wife Jane down the path of sexual depravity I would have not believed them. But it did. I was moving a dresser when it tipped and a paperweight slid off and crashed into the window. The window only cracked a little. Jane and I argued...
Author's note: Wow, so it's been a while! Before you read on, I'd like to shout out to a lovely lady of a certain lucky number for dropping a line and reminding me there are people out there who enjoy the tales I have here. I've been a bad girl, hoarding away my chapters, tweaking here, correcting there, and publishing nothing to Lit in the meantime. As thi...
Please note that the beginning of this story will make sense if you read part one: Weekend with Kenton - Friday "I like those pants, damnit." Kenton said, before embarking on a silence that seemed endless. "Get dressed. I'm taking you to breakfast." I smiled, not really realizing I had reacted. The fact that he still wanted to be around me after all thi...
Note: All characters in this series are above eighteen years of age. I've always been a smart guy; I knew it, my parents knew it, and most of my teachers knew it. Which was basically where I screwed myself over: I know now that I should have played stupid right off from Freshman year. But I didn't have the foresight to realize how it would have helped me,...