Imagine a large dark room filled with entrancing electronic music punctuated by flashing lights. Deep bass throbs in the ear. On the dance floor a meadow of arms and legs sway in the audio breeze, and despite ample air-conditioning the atmosphere is rich with sweat and sex. Somewhere in that primordial sea of bodies I dance. Topless, sweaty, and with what I'...
Note on Language: This is a story about two blokes who are from northern England. While I've toned it down a little, there's a lot of linguistic references in this story which might take some explaining, especially in the dialogue. It might help to know that "Nowt" and "Summat" are "nothing" and "something", that "da" and "fatha" both mean "father", that "...
Daniel had walked a good three miles southwest on Highway 411 out of Maryville, Tennessee, southeast of Knoxville, before he decided to try what he'd been told was surefire success in getting him a hitch. He wanted to get as far away from Knoxville as fast as he could. Every time he saw a white Ford 150 truck, he nearly dove into the bushes at the side of th...
Whenever I need to use a public toilet, I invariably go into one of the cubicles even if the entire row of urinals is empty. This used to be because, having had some bad reactions from women at the large size of my manhood, I was self-conscious about exposing my genitals to other people and preferred to hide myself away. These days, that no longer bothers m...
This story is dedicated to "Rich", who shared some fantasies and pictures with me over email. We fell out of touch, but I hope this would please him. I would love to hear what you thought of this story, so I'd encourage you to send feedback in the box at the end. ------------- "Detroit, Chicago, Madison." I shook my head as I looked at my laptop screen. N...
I just want to give major kudos to my editor, RogueLurker. She's a great lady, and this wouldn't be readable w/o her help. If you like this story, then give her a pat on the back when next you see her. * Dusty saw Deb coming across the quad, and gave a little wave. Deborah, actually, but she hated that, insisted that people call her Deb. In her opinion De...
Many people were involved in making their story, so thanks are in order. To June, for being an amazing fag hag and a wonderful editor, to Jacques and Neapolle for the support, and to Leizle for supplying me with facts to interspace with the fiction. Radleigh from "Promises" makes an appearance in here, to know more about him just check out my other stories....
Everyone depicted in the story is over 18. All the characters are fictional; if you think you recognize yourself you're mistaken. The story is fiction is fiction of course but I hoped to capture some of the confusion and anxiety of discovering something new about yourself, especially in a small town. The story takes a dark turn. Not all first times end l...
Abduction, Seduction--only two letters different [For BadAlterEgo] I owe a lot to the Army. Stupid fuckers. Gorillas in the mist. If it wasn't for them moron GIs, I wouldn'ta known the power of a simple li'l traffic ticket and the power I got as an Air Force MP. Think about it: the military is federal, right?--on an Air Force Base, you do something wrong,...
A few days went past without any calls or visits from Mike. It seemed he had taken my request to heart about needing some space to think things through. When Mandy had returned home later that Sunday evening, she had popped around to bring me a souvenir she had bought me whilst visiting her parents. She had asked how my weekend went, and not having any othe...