"Imagine what we could be doing if we moved up to Washington. Think of the commissions up there, Hal." Hal turned from the window and looked over to his younger, half brother, Jimmy, as he sat at his workbench in the studio, glazing a frame to go perfectly with the landscape acrylic Hal had completed not more than two hours earlier. A lump rose in Hal's th...
Zach, Z to most, had just started out as another Pimp in London. Only Z was different to most, Z wasn't a want-to-be gangster. Z had made a small fortune working for a top Hedgefund, but the hours were long and at 35 Z had had enough. He wanted out, and to a career more suited to his needs, fed up to sucking up to the next client, the higher up suit and the...
I had just arrived at my college freshman orientation. I had decided to look for an apartment because the dormitory would be too expensive and I understood that living in an apartment would be much more economical. Of course I could not afford an expensive apartment. The local paper advertised a number of rooms for rent but most were way over my budget. Howe...
I was lying in the sun by my condos community pool working on my midseason tan. . Instead of an actual swimsuit, I was wearing black bikini underpants. I had purposely worn them because they were light, I wasn't intending to get in the pool, and they had the bikini cut I wanted for my tan. My cell phone rang but I ignored it, and let the answering machine...
"Excuse me, Mrs Green," said Roger, a postgraduate researcher at the local university who was renting a room with us, "but is your husband gay?" "Who, Michael? No, certainly not! Whatever gave you that idea?" "I'm sorry for asking, Mrs Green. It's just the way he looks at me. I'm bisexual myself, so I don't mind, and I sort of wondered what sort of marriag...
When I was twenty, I moved to another town to start my college studies, after having done a few small jobs in the years in between. It was a large city, so not easy to find housing, but I thought myself lucky to have found a room with the Summers. They were a very nice couple in the early sixties and lived in the middle of the city. My room was a small one...
This is a multipart story that explores various themes. Based on 5% fact and 95% fiction. This is my first story so be gentle with me. Comments welcome. ***** I can clearly remember the moment my life changed. Well, it was hard to forget because I was on my back getting my ass pounded to submission while moaning and groaning like a bitch in heat. Let's ba...
Chapter One: THE INTERVIEW I had been looking for a room to rent for a few weeks. My current situation had changed and I needed to find a new place and fast. One day, as I was reading the notices on the bulletin board in a local coffee shop, a man walked up behind me and said, "You lookin' for a place?" I turned to see an African American man in his 40's...
I had owned the house for three years now, in a town by the beach that was a short train ride from the downtown where I worked, and it had always been my intention to rent out the converted apartment over the garage to a tenant as an additional income source. The house was nice, a two-story craftsman-style home with a high-fenced backyard and stone patio c...
*note: I suggest reading chapter 1 first* *** John's eyes slowly opened. He had been dreaming. Like every night for the past week, it was the same dream - the recollection of when Henry took his anal virginity. And just like every other night, he was sporting an erection so hard it was almost painful. And also just like every other night, the first thing h...