"Hey, Paddy!" bellowed the pot-bellied bartender in the Santa hat, to the mid-50s gentleman who walked into MNM's, as if Norm had just walked into Cheers. "Hi Jimmy," replied the tall, slender man, as he passed through the crowd of 20-somethings at the tables, taking his regular stool at the bar, just as Jimmy was setting down a pint of Guinness and two sho...
I was hangin' out at the Dew Drop Inn, the local waterin' hole only two blocks from my house. I hadn't expected to get a game so my cue was outside in the trunk of my 66 Camero. I always bring my car, one never knows when one might need to cruise. I was getting really pissed. I had been sittin' here for almost two hours, listening to this dickwad hillbilly...
What awoke me were the caresses to my naked ass. I was enjoying them when it occurred to me there was no one home but me. My wife and the kids were at her mother's house and would be for two more days. I bolted up to a sitting position and I was suddenly facing a gun not ten inches from my nose. I looked up and there was a guy wearing a ski mask. My eyes loc...
Gus finally had his fly rod set up the way he wanted and made is his way down to the stream. Aaron had continued fishing upstream and was now out of Gus' view, obstructed by the dense forest the stream cut through. It took Gus a few tries before he placed one of his new flies exactly where he wanted it, this was the first time this year he'd rigged up his fl...
It was amazing how time can move so slowly in the heat of danger—or to be more specific, how much fucking Fazil Fikret was able to fit into such a short span of time. It took Chaz and his team longer to bring me back around to consciousness than it had taken Fazil to meet me on the third-floor landing of his Kyrenia harbor building and fuck me both there and...
Brad and Kevin spent until Thanksgiving barely speaking. The night after midterms was a distant memory and the tension between the two of them was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Brad kept wondering what he had done wrong and Kevin was so scared of being hurt he had withdrawn himself from everyone, including Brad. Most people went home for Thanksgivi...
*All names have been changed to protect the innocent, namely me. * "…W-what?" "I said," he began, that fuckin' lopsided grin of his slowly and, oh, so seductively, turning into a sneer. "I know you like me." "I-- heh, Walking Wet Dream, come on now," I stammered, the heat from the embarrassment of being found out creeping up my face at an awfully...
I'll never forget that feeling, the first time I had a cock up my arse. That thrilling dull ache that says "You're being fucked, mate." That incredible feeling of a rigid presence inside me, performing a taboo act that is almost breathtaking in its perceived sinfulness. His name was Wesley and he was a private security guard on the Caribbean island of Domin...
Calvin warmed the underbelly of his forearms upon the sun baked bar. Inside a 2018, hot summer's theater; he has wheeled the Key West curtains open for new characters and plots. The bartender brought him his third gold, plastic beer wearing grinding white teeth and an open red Hawaiian shirt. Calvin knew the bartender, Chuck; he owned the bar and a very larg...
This story was written to be the final part of the Bellapais Villa story series, which is a co-operative writing venture with sr71plt, but a very different story has replaced it. * The island ferry from Mersin in Turkey had arrived at Kyrenia in Northern Cyprus on time, which was a rare event, and after disembarking, I took the old familiar walk along the...