"Jerry, that's fucking offensive." said Marcus as he pressed a towel to his forehead. He pulled his tank top over him, and balled it into his locker. He slammed the door, and turned. He pressed his back against the metal, crossing his arms as he stared at his friend. Jerry scoffed, and let out a laugh. "What's wrong, cupcake? Afraid I might be right? You'r...
It feels dumb to admit it, but as a result of a freak picnic accident, I found myself with both a broken leg and arm at the same time. After a brief stay in hospital, I came home to my own bed for a week before I could resume something of a normal lifestyle. My wife and daughter tried to make things as comfortable as possible for me each morning before they...
All characters in this story are over the age of 18. ***** Kristy laughed along with the rest of the crowd packed into the sloping grassy knoll, which was located in front of the stage at the annual state fair with attendees spread out on blankets and chairs. Up on stage, a hypnotist was going through his hilarious routine with eight volunteers who were...
The following is a complete work of fiction. Disclaimer: The following story contains erotic situations between consenting adults. If it is illegal for you to read this please leave now. Any resemblance between the characters and any real life person is completely coincidental. Please do not copy or distribute the story without the author's permission. I...
My friend had invited me to join him in the baths. I knew this was a custom of his people and that everyone, men and women, went to the public baths to bathe and talk. And I well knew that much of the mens talk was business. As I wished to do business with his people I accepted his invitation. But I accepted it with some nervousness as I had heard stories of...
Chapter Seven - Stiff, Stiff, Stiffer Carter took the glass of wine from the table with a methodical gesture, brought it to his lips and took a long sip of ... nothing. "Do you want more wine?" Aron asked him. "Just give me the bottle," he mumbled. He needed more than that, but he had to make do with whatever he had at his disposal. So he just drank...
I've known I was gay for a long time, since at least age 10. I grew up in a Christian home and tried as hard as I could to be good, so I hid these feelings from my family and friends. I was afraid of what would happen if I told anyone. In college I joined a Bible study right around the time I lost my virginity. I confided in a close friend About being gay an...
Rui and Fernando stood on a deserted beach not far from Xai Xai. It had been 30 years since they had left their boyhood home of Mozambique and this was the first time they had been back. Both were overwhelmed with nostalgia, remembering golden carefree days, when they played in the surf , or went running through the orchards on Rui's father's farm. Sometime...
Never having worked with an editor before, I had no idea what to expect. Now, LarryInSeattle may have spoiled me for all other editors. Many thanks, Larry. + + + Huge changes overtook our lives in the year and a half following the threesome we'd had that New Year's Eve. My wife and I wound up moving in February to a small city more than twelve hours drive...
(This is true story-hope you enjoy it.) It was the summer of 1997. I had just turned 24 and Chicago was in the midst of a series of humid, stifling hot days. The heat extended late into the night. Nobody was complaining given how long the cold lasted into the spring in the city. I had just broken up with my boyfriend. It had been an unsatisfying relationsh...