Lulled by the sonorous night sounds wafting through the open bay windows over the big bed, I lazed half in and half out of sleep. What a wonderful spot to exist in, I thought, knowing the dream I had been enjoying was actually a recent memory of the trip into the big city the previous weekend. Memories of which I would hope to carry a long time, what with th...
It was later in the evening before anything truly interesting happened. For the most part we spent our day in Yasu's chambers getting to know each other. When asked he said that his hobby was reading and writing, it was very admirable of him. I told him that I enjoyed moving so I practiced the art of sword play, but I also made custom oils when I needed to r...
I had a stroke. How severe it was, would depend on your point of view. My speech is slurred, my body is weak and my balance and coordination are way off and I now need a cane to walk. Couple that with the fact that I'd torn my rotator cuff few months prior to the stroke. Needless to say, I was not in great shape. On the bright side, there was no pain, and as...
All my stories take place in a parallel world, very similar to our own, where STI's do not exist, so my stories are filled with practices that are highly unsafe in this world. I'm not going to say don't try this at home, but take care of yourself. All my characters are of legal age, and you should be, too—do not read my stories if you are under the legal ag...
"So the room is three-hundred-fifty bucks a month?" Luke found it a little hard to believe. The house was located on a quiet residential street, close to the bus stop for excursions into town, and only a ten-minute walk to the university. The room he was looking at was spacious and fully furnished. It was perfect. "Aside from the room, you share the kitche...
(Author's note: This is not a true story, but it easily could have been if I'd been bolder. Here's how it might have gone if I had been…) I live in what you might call a semi-suburban area. It is pretty well built up with various subdivisions, but it is unincorporated. That means we are beyond the reach of a city sewer system, so we have to depend on a sept...
The door opens to one of the deluxe suites the Iron Cloud has to offer. With large round dark cushions arranged in several places of the room, there is a hot, steaming tub built into the center of the floor, framed with rugged rocks around. On the ceiling are luminous streaks of white and grey, resembling a calm, decorative cloudy sky, with a single larger b...
(Note: This is a five-chapter novella, which should all post within three weeks of the posting of chapter one) Who could have guessed that the sense of freedom and exhilaration could come in the form of a feeling of calm and of floating above the world and of experience and rejoicing in every moment? I had escaped—escaped Nicosia and the embassy and the Ame...
Harry Bolton had been in Beirut about a year. He was one of the more noticeable gems in the motley collection of expatriates from this or that Western country who centered our lives on the American University of Beirut for a taste of the cultures we otherwise, and for different reasons, were escaping. He was an academic from a rather vague, but obviously wea...
Don't get me wrong – I love women. I've been fucking them for most of my life, and I haven't gotten any complaints. I mean, I have no reason not to like them. What guy wouldn't like a girl's lips wrapped around his cock, slurping like some rabid, toothless animal? Or what about when they straddle you with their curvy hips and ride you like they just got back...