Let me first introduce myself. My name is Marcus Sinclair McManus. I am twenty-five years old, single and I live in Los Angeles. I work in advertising for a relatively small, but very successful and profitable agency called Sinclair McManus, which I also happen to own. I became the sole owner of this agency, founded by my parents Andrew McManus and Jennifer...
This is a re-working of a classic as suggested by loves_SG1. "What in the world!?" Surging to his feet from his desk and heading to the door of his office, he flung it open and stared at the sight. "Oh, hi, Dad." "What is that?" "Hey there, Will," the other man shouted. William gritted his teeth. He hated being called Will. He glared at the equipment...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Hello and welcome to the 15th chapter of unbroken. I just want to thank you guys for your great love for my story and your loving support as well. It really means a lot to me. I am really hoping this chapter will interest you big time. I am really looking forward to your comments about this particular chapter. Comme...
Here we are again, my lovely readers. Thank you so much for making it this far with me. I hope my story is entertaining and you are enjoying it. I am really looking forward to more votes and I hope you will love this chapter. Keep the comments coming? Enjoy.......... ****** Marcos had been waiting for Ramon and he was getting impatient. Eduardo had told hi...
Waking up with a big rough hand other than my own down my shorts is always a little surprising. It certainly doesn't happen very often. Actually, it almost never happens. For some reason Nick can't resist my morning wood. In fact, he's always grabbing at my package when he thinks no one is looking. I think it amuses him to see how much it embarrasses me. B...
I awoke at six thirty the next morning. So many years of early school classes had conditioned my body to wake up early. I looked around me and Tom was not in bed with me. I don't know why I'd thought he might get up in the middle of the night and come to me. I was miserable, distressed over the fight the night before and wanting to make up with him. But did...
My story began 6 months ago at my daughter's 19th birthday party. Really it began when my wife, Chris, passed away nine and one-half years ago from an undetected brain aneurism. We were vacationing in Corpus Christi Texas. After a long day at the beach we were all tired and went to sleep around 10 PM. We kissed her good night, and never spoke to her again. I...
This is the second part of If You Could Do It Again. Thanks for reading and please vote and comment!! I'd like to thanks Julri and Nomoretears for their help and technically savvy! * The alarm clock on his bedside table shrieked with it's insistent noise. Paul opened his eyes and saw the familiar surroundings of his bedroom. He was back in two thousand an...
PREFACE: The following is, in the most part, based on a true story of how a young man was changed from an innocent youth into a cock-loving slut in one of the most dreaded prisons at that time. Those readers who have been an inmate in the old prison at Raiford, Florida might possibly identify with some of the characters in this story and will easily agree ho...
AUTHOR"S INTRODUCTION: This is a story about five pages in length for all of those bisexual husbands who intuitively know they are not alone in their desires to have another man in their lives. It's also for those wives who love their husbands but wish for a little more excitement in their marriage. And it's for those single men who are by nature confident a...