Millstone - ONE - (Hanging the Chimney Hook) All Rights Reserved © 2020, Rick Heathen This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental...
Chapter 8 – Ryan's Story – The escape plan The prison camp was comfortable enough. Eight bunks to each barrack holding a total of sixteen men. The barracks were separated according to county so naturally Ryan was housed in one with all Americans. Each of the barracks had a stove for heating, not very efficient during the winter months but it helped. Showers...
A MAN TO BE RESPECTED Ch. 02 DEFIANCE *This is chapter 2 of a series. Not meant to be read as a standalone story.* ----------------------------- He knew my name. What else did he know about me, and what did he want? Clearly not a quick pop, or he would've taken me up on my offer to reciprocate. I watched him tuck into his Porterhouse as if he hadn't...
When I woke up, Ignacio, or I guess I need to keep thinking of him as Juan Pablo, was nestled against my chest, sound asleep in my arms. What an angelic face the little guy had -- piercing grey eyes, naturally long lashes, pouty lips, and damn did he know how to use those lips. No need to mention the ass peeking out from under the sheets. He was insanely tig...
The situation was awkward at best; I stood nearly nude in a public restroom - butt-fucking a nearly butt-naked stranger - when our sexual reverie was interrupted by the noisy opening of the door... My heart began to race. After a moment's hesitation, I turned toward the entry. The figure of an elderly man stood motionless. His form was darkened in the compa...
Two days after the mutual masturbation we had, someone rings my doorbell. "Who the hell can it be – it's 10pm!!!" A bit worried and alarmed, I open the door – in front of the door, Mark, obviously embarrassed: - Can I come in? - Yeah, sure. I can see looking at him that his embarrassment had the better of him and he doesn't know how to start. - Well? I a...
Pete was a wimp. Not because he did anything but because of what he was. Were creatures were supposedly meant to be vicious or scary but how anyone could see a deer as being viscous was beyond him. He wasn't a particularly big deer and he had a small pair of antlers that were currently covered in velvet. Other children got scary animals like a bear or a wolf...
*****I'm trying something new, I hope you all enjoy this.***** ***Everyone in this story is 18 and is fiction**** Please enjoy. ***** Chapter 1: In a warehouse, by the docks, I was perched on a support beam over a group of thugs. These thugs happened to work for the mob boss Tony Zucco. For the last few months, I have been interfering with his supply s...
Chapter Eighteen - A Bit Of Fun It was a hassle to get up early and rush to his place so that he could get into clean clothes before heading to work, but he could not complain. Heathcliff had waked him up slowly, with a hand job, and later, had served him with pancakes, some healthy version of them, of which the man had spoken fondly while explaining to Aid...
Sometimes, going home with the wrong guy can be a mistake, a terrible mistake... * It started out a lousy day. And it just keeps getting worse. I meet him in a bar for the poor, the stupid and the stinky. I'm sat there drinking, thinking, sinking, feeling low, hungry, depressed and far from home, wondering what I'm going to be doing once tonight is through...