I sob silently, on the edge of Forrester's Bridge, as I stand over the rapidly rushing river. My life has become so bad that this was the only alternative I could see. I was so weighed down that my heart squeezed painfully in my chest every few minutes. The jagged rocks gleam a sickly greenish color in the light of the full moon. I realize that when I jump...
That evening, 18-year-old Troye managed to sneak out to take his new humanoid robot Rambo for a test. He ran down the block with Rambo following. Troye then hid around the corner of one of the buildings which stretched up majestically, lost in the misty city night-sky. Rambo stopped at the corner and looked around for Troye. After a few seconds, he discover...
This story is told from Brandon's perspective. I know the timeline seems really messy and incoherent. But I think that is the way our mind works, no? It is never linear, as much as we will it to. The nature of our emotions imply that much of it is irrational and fragmented. That said, I still thank everyone for their comments as I continue with this story of...
Pete was due to do a Gig in Frisco but he got the dates wrong, it was not booked until the following month, so with no cash to travel he went for the hitchhike once more, like he did when he came down, he needed to get back home to New York. By coincidence; holding his hand out on the highway this big guy in a big truck to match hooted him and came to a ski...
Chapter 5: Home I sit on the side of the pool, my legs dangling over the side into the water, watching Alex swim laps. My nephew is sixteen this year, and in two weeks he'll be starting his last year of high school. He has his father's blond coloring and stocky body, and his mom's sweet disposition. I love hearing from my sister how popular he is in school;...
It had been an early start for Mike and Steve to make it to the station for the train to Moscow, but they'd made it. They were in Russia for the confederations cup football, and had been to watch a match in the stadium at Kazan the night before. As part of the tickets, they were entitled to travel on the free trains the Russian government had put on to help...
I had just arrived to the property. It was a beautiful Tudor style home in northern Massachusetts. It was secluded, sitting on acres of land. I had experience with homes of this size and value, as I have been a top producing real estate agent for many years now. I walked to the front door and proceeded to ring the bell. A moment later, the sound of the doo...
The hostel is smaller than what it looked like online – just one single building in what looks like a suburban part of the town. You're lucky that the town is small enough that nowhere is particularly far from the centre. You sigh, but remember that it was the only hostel with free space you could find on such short notice. At least you can console yourself...
This is a true story of my 1st experience with another man while away on a business trip. Names only have been changed for privacy... *** I'm 32 years old married with kids and have been straight all my life - up to now. My curiosity about experiencing with other men started years ago because of watching porn. I was initially into lesbian porn, then threes...
"Open to me. Open to Daddy." And I spread my legs for him. Before that, he had pushed me back gently onto the thick carpet on the moss covering the little sun-spackled glen. He had me kneel before him and take his beautiful, huge cock into my mouth, where I worked it up to over nine inches of hardness to the sounds of the birds twittering in the trees and...