It was the early 1970's, and I had just turned 20. To celebrate, I decided to take a trip to New York City. Not having a whole lot of money, I had asked around before the trip to see if anybody knew of a cheap place to stay. "Sloane House Y," one of my fellow students informed me. "Just don't drop the soap, if you know what I mean." The guy didn't know me...
Jake thought I was concentrating on his typically long-winded explanation of why the Singapore office hadn't sent in their section of the Arnold proposal, but I wasn't. I was sitting there, rocking back and forward in my leather chair, with my back to the whole spread of the Baltimore Inner Harbor from my eighteenth-floor World Trade Center office and lookin...
Stepping into the public shower between the dressing area and the bathhouse proper, with the bar to the left, the spiral staircase leading to the dark area, the private booths, and porn theater to the right, I hung up my towel, took off my glasses, and saw a brown bottle on the upper shelf, where I had planned to place my glasses. Looking a bit more closely,...
6 All that Glistens ©Pelaam: February 2008. I was prompted to post this by requests to continue the series. Bart gave a guttural groan as strong, rough hands yanked his hips up and back, changing the angle of the hard flesh ramming inside him, as well as its speed and depth. His neglected manhood slapped achingly against his stomach from the force of the...
I was bored and horny as hell. It was another dull Friday night, just after 10pm and no one was online so I decided to drive into town and buy a couple new toys and rent a flick. My girlfriend and I had just broken off our engagement after she found out I was bisexual and I was depressed. My male friend was off with his family for the weekend, so I had plent...
Chapter 41: Thirst For Help A van drives in the dark road, bypassing thick trees on either side of the, with only the moon as a source of light, as the headlights of the vehicle are shut off. "Are we there yet?" Came a light voice. "Hell if I know," Answered a deeper voice, "She only said to keep moving until we find a large block. Dudn't she know from bu...
*Warning, the following contains BDSM scenes. If you are not into this kind of thing, then chances are this story will not be for you. You have been warned so please don't leave feedback telling me you didn't enjoy the chapter for these aspects. Thank you.* "Landing in thirty minutes. Prepare for atmospheric entry." The automated voice sounded through the...
There are scenes of unprotected sex depicted in his story. In all cases it was between the two main characters, who are in a committed, monogamous relationship and were tested. If you aren't in the same kind of relationship, then you should always protect yourself and wear a condom. Tanner was fascinated as his eyes are locked to the scene unfolding below...
I was driving down I-75 and it had literally become a trip through hell on earth. A trip that would normally take 8 or 9 hours had stretched already into 13 with no end in sight. I had left Detroit that morning at 6 AM and I'd been on the road ever since. I had told my cousin that I'd arrive in Nashville in the early afternoon but it was 6 PM and I was stil...
Lance had not left the house in three weeks. Even so, the freezer remained stocked to overflowing with those thrown-together concoctions that, in other parts of the country were called casseroles, but here were called "Minnesota hot dishes". There was one, he knew, that contained soggy tater tots. Well meaning friends had dropped by for the first three days,...