At nine the next morning Mac was knocking on Sam Sedwick's door. Mac had spent the night at Loren Blunt's place going through his writing desk reading the hundreds of love letters between him and Shelby and other men that had also fallen hopelessly in love with him. When he couldn't keep his eyes open any longer he grabbed a few hours sleep on the sofa in...
Chapter 01: The Journey Begins Archer Mason leaned indolently, in true southern gentlemanly fashion, against a pillar nearest the patio doors of the ballroom, the requisite mint julep in his right hand, and an unlit Cuban dangling from the fingers of his left. Eyes the color of bourbon glittered in expectation as he watched the velvet beauty across the roo...
It was Christmas Eve, nearly midnight when the couple settled into their bed for the night. They had tucked in the grandchildren with kisses and promises of presents tomorrow. Their excited bodies refused sleep, until grandma sang softly to them and watched them drift to sleep. There was a game of pool set up for the brothers and brothers-in-law, the four of...
(Authors Note: This is the 10th installment in the Brownstone series. In reading order they are: Michael Ch01,02 Charles Ch01,02,03 Michael Ch03, Ch04,05 Scott Ch01.) Michael's apartment was not truly an apartment it was more along the lines of a mission statement about the man himself. He tried to play it all down by telling me not to be impressed by it...
He was in a cocoon. A warm comfortable cocoon of early morning languidness. The type of morning where the sun was bright enough coming through the windows that it filled the room with a luminescent pale yellow but not so high in the sky that you couldn't block it out with a well angled pillow and the murmuring of "five more minutes". He had a companion in th...
The Coffee Shop III: The Good, The Bad, And The Hypnotized Disclaimer. The following story, is a work of fiction. The characters portrayed within are a work of fiction as well, and any resemblance to any person, living or dead is a coincidence and unintentional. Copyright 1999. This story is the property of the author, Canadian Cowboy (formerly known as...
When I first met Mark I was totally unaware that his wife, Eileen, worked at the college with my wife, Susan. It was not until a few weeks later when we all came together at a faculty party. I am Tony, age 25, and Susan is 39. We first met in college when I was 18 and she was 32. I was a horny teenage accounting major and she was in her first year at the col...
Thank you Susurrus for the help editing this monster. ***** Richard Michael Quail, Rich to his family and friends, Mr. Quail to his associates and adversaries, sat quietly at the round high top table beside his sexy, buxom wife and sipped on a fine 18 year old single malt scotch. They were both well dressed: she in an expensive blue designer dress which d...
Note: This story contains incest. As my younger brother's best man, I stood next to Gary with a fake smile plastered on my face watching the ceremony as he married his long-time girlfriend, Lana. I was happy for them. Really. She was a great woman and I liked her. I loved my brother and thought that, for the most part, he was a good man who deserved this ha...
Chapter 1 I sprinted at full speed, stark naked, cock swinging, hiding my face, scrambling up the slope behind the beach to dive behind the bushes. Oh, shit! Oh, fuck! Oh, hell! Peering back through the branches, I saw Staff Sergeant Nilen looking the other way. Whew, that was close. I gnashed my teeth. Buck naked and crouching behind the bushes, I felt li...