CINDERELLO THE GULF COAST SHRIMP Bibbidy-Bobbidy-Blowjob For curious.bibottom * I got a simple question. You ready? I mean, where does it say the little guys always got to lose? That don't make no sense. Okay, take my case. I live on the Gulf Coast, meaning Nature somehow don't seem on our side. If ya'll live in the Gulf, you know what I'm saying. Than...
"OK, that enough for me for now," Gabe called out, tossing the frisbee one last time to the other Tulane student. Once free of the disk he loped over to the walkway in New Orleans' Audubon Park to the park bench, where he'd left his backpack, running shoes, and T-shirt. He'd been out on the park green in just shorts for the past half hour, tossing the plasti...
"I'm not a deadbeat." Asad said. Coach Henry Jacobs stood looking at the teenage boy, jaw clenched, his brawny arms folded across his chest. His green-hazel eyes were hard as slate giving him the forbidding appearance of a bald eagle. This had been arguing for some time now in his office, and Asad was going to be late for his AP Philosophy class. It was a...
I use the phrase 'boy panties' when referencing guy's underwear because I can't write one story without my favorite word, panties, in it. So, no, they're not actual panties... Or are they? "Hey, Charlie. I have to tell you something and I need you to promise you won't be mad," Reese said when his girlfriend answered the phone and greeted him. "Uh oh, what...
I received so much feedback from readers upset by the death of my main characters that I decided to write this alternate ending for those of you who wanted a live Happy Ever After for Jesse and Shane. I apologize to anyone who was shocked by my first ending, although I stand by it since tragedy is a part of our lives. This is for you and takes up where Chapt...
I first met Joel Herndon in the local comic book shop. I was running through some back issues of Marvel Team-Up and he stood beside me and began rummaging through Marvel Premiere. We both politely acknowledged one another before resuming our respective searches. After about a minute, he said, "Oh, snap! I've been looking for these." "What did you find?" I...
The Chippendale dancers had had a grueling evening of raucous New Year's Eve festivities at L.A.'s Catalina Club on Grand Avenue in South Park. The ladies, if you could call them ladies, nearly swarmed the stage to get at us for three fuckin' hours. It was one of my first gigs, having arrived in L.A. from Milwaukie at nineteen just over a month earlier, star...
I don't know how I worked into this. Just lucky, I guess. Got my daddy's genes. Horny stuff has happened to me since way back in high school. I was, what, eighteen? Heat had a lot to do with it. Ninety degrees any day of the week in the summer and not much less even in winter. In 1950 St. Uanitá was a dusty little town in the deep South built around a cross...
This is a work of fiction, and as such the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be undertaken with impunity only in the world of fantasy. In reality, it is your obligation and your right to play safely, sanely and healthily. I hope you enjoy my work, and if you have any comments, or ideas that may ins...
Chapter 1 -- Fantasy Football My name is Ted and I run a fantasy football league with some friends of mine back in my college days and a few new people we added for a 20-team league. We meet every year for our face-to-face draft. There is no money involved, just a bunch of guys having fun. We are all very competitive and research the players, smack talk, an...