I truly regretted what I had to do after making Steve, the cute but oh so obvious young thing, my love slave. But it was all for a good cause, including Steve's, if he was able to take hold and prove he had talents for running intelligence assets. I took him under my wing and into my bed in my London flat, and when I wasn't trying to teach him how to run as...
I waited until we'd almost reached Miami's airport, but I couldn't leave it here. "What's wrong, Zack? You've been pouty for days. You know I need this break." "Yes, I know. And I can't go, I know that. Once your scenes are in the can, my editing work begins," Zack responded. But he wasn't looking at me. It was as if he couldn't look at me. He just had with...
By the seventh day of toe-curling, lust-drunk pleasure that he's experienced with Jamie, Jarek is absolutely sure that he's had sex with anyone else well and truly ruined for him from anyone else. It's like Jamie was just waiting to let this wild, hard-to-sate monster out, and Jarek, hell, he's an enabler by default. He's canceled plans three times this week...
Millstone - ONE - (Hanging the Chimney Hook) CHAPTER SIX I had to keep reminding myself we were not actually on the Haines case. The hire from Winter had a tangential attachment to it at best, but I never liked anyone telling me what not to investigate. So, if the guy at the tailor's wanted me to not look further into it, his demand ensured that I would i...
Disclaimer: This story is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental, and no harm or slanderous intent is implied or intentional. Other than that, the usual discl...
Revised version copyright 2007 by the author. * It began to rain hard a few minutes before two that Saturday afternoon, preventing me from meeting Robert at the Lincoln Center fountain. Forced indoors, I stood dripping wet in the cavernous lobby of Avery Fisher Hall, searching among the similarly hapless figures hurrying by outside in the central plaza, fe...
This is my first submission to this site. I hope you'll all enjoy it. Xxxxxx * "Marcel! Slow down, curse you! Marcel!" Lord Valmont laughed merrily. His friend was somewhere behind him, unwilling to ride at the same gruelling pace. There was something hot and fierce in galloping a horse at such dangerous speeds. It was exhilarating and, in all respects,...
There are times and there are people that constitute the pivot-points in life, sudden and dramatic tectonic shifts the course of the rivers of our lives from everything that comes after. I am not unlike you. I'm a queer of a certain age, but I forget that when I am not forced to look in a mirror. When I wake in the night I am the same as I have always been...
Millstone - ONE - (Hanging the Chimney Hook) CHAPTER SEVEN The elevator doors opened into the changing area of the locker room. Albert had a hard time tearing his eyes away from my cock. "As a club, many of the guys go by a nickname, and I'm thinking you should go by Horse." "Wow! You mean someone hasn't already snagged that overly used cliché?" "It's...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === On Friday afternoon, after meeting a group of potential clients at their Coventry head office, I thought I'd take a walk into the city centre before the shops closed to see if I could find a new pair of trousers. I'd been wondering what I should wear when I met Debbie for the first time the...