I'm tying up some loose ends, and editing this story has always been the 'loosest of ends' in my mind. Sorry for the wait in doing this, and thank you so much for your patience. _______________________________ Toward the beginning of my college days I was running around with a guy by the name of Mike Gloner, who I befriended a couple of years before when I...
Wherein, we discover how Bill's father came to be in the next stall. Yes, there is gay male sex and incest. Considered yourself forewarned. Thanks to LarryInSeattle. ***** "I'll go with you." "No," I snapped and instantly regretted it. Arguing would only delay me. "No, sweetheart. You stay here. I'm sure he's fine. Don't keep calling his cell phone...
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! That was all that was running through my head at that moment. I stood frozen, looking at Taron's slumped body, supporting his weight against the wall. He too, was completely still except for the slight rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. Never had Taron looked so defeated, always holding his head high regardless of the situation. See...
When I got a look at the script Sal gave me, I about died. I marched right into his office the next day, seething with righteous indignation. "What the fuck?" I threw the script on his desk. "I'm not doing this." Sal smiled, shark-like. "You'll do what the fuck I tell you, ya fucking fag." "But, Sal..." "Shut your yap." Sal stood up. His lumpy bald head...
"Why can't we stay outside the gates like before?" Tate asked, for what felt like the hundredth time. "Because there are bandits outside the gates and they'll attack us. Now stop worrying Shantran, there's room enough for the entire tribe inside, especially during a festival." Tate didn't say anything else but Lukas knew how tormented the younger man felt....
"I'm not your slave," said my wife as she picked up her suitcase, and slammed the front door behind her. She had packed only one suitcase, the essentials, and she was leaving everything else behind. The thing she wanted most in the world was never to see me again. And all because I had asked her for a pair of clean socks. Dammit. This was a rotten situat...
A/N: No more abandoning this story; updates will be more consistent from here on out! Thank you all for reading about these crazy characters. Much love. _______ A WEEK LATER "I don't know, Gabe. I think it was fine." "The interview was not 'fine' Zeke. I cannot get people on my fucking side if I donate a million dollars to fucking orphans, and you are s...
"How did you sleep Ian?" Ian looked up and smiled at his sister. Izzy was his youngest sister and was cute and bubbly. She placed her plate of pancakes and bacon on the table and sat down across from her brother. "Pretty good. What about you?" "I slept great bro. Ally and I are going to suntan all day today. The top deck has these great loungers. Derek is...
This is a true story. I was young (not long turned 18) and dumb. That's my only excuse and it's not much of one, I know. I had asked out a girl in my sixth year class, Julie Duncan that I really fancied. She was out of my league I know but I tried and didn't deserve the cruel rejection and amusement the bitch dished out to me when she turned me down. So an...
This is a space for fellow studs, feeders, fuckers, actifs, sperm donors, and good old-fashioned tops. So fuck off, all you cumslut, pansy-assed bottom pussies. Find your own place. My name is Carl. Yeah, it's a stupid name, but I've managed to overcome the stigma, and now I embrace it. Johnny Cash's "Sue" has nothing on me. Let me catch you making fun of...