"That's the last of the equipment inventoried, Bobby. You know why I stayed back with you this evening to help you do this, don't you?" "Yes, coach," Bobby, the manager of the university football team, said. He was trembling a bit and licking his lips. "OK, then. Hit the showers." "Yes, Coach." "Come here first." "Yes, Coach." Ed Tolivar, the football...
This is a prequel to "Hell Hath No Fury Like A Drag Queen's Wife." Saturday, July 1st "Are you staying here, Quint?" asked Scott. "Yeah," replied Quentin Daniels, one of Scott's two roommates. "With you and Tompkins gone, it'll be like a vacation just staying here." Scott Chadwick, Quentin Daniels, and Melvin Tompkins shared a three-bedroom townhouse own...
The furnace repairman gripped my wrist with his strong, calloused hand. Feeling like I was in a Twilight Zone episode, I thought this guy was going to let me suck his cock. Just a few hours ago, he had shoved it down my throat a couple dozen times until my face was a sloppy mess, or so I remembered. However, he had just reacted violently when I stripped almo...
Here I am, chatting away to a total stranger in a van travelling half-way across the country, and it's 3am. I'm tired, I'm content, and I've still got a faint whiff of man in my nose. I'll catch you up to speed with this, one of the most interesting days of my life! It started with me taking this apprentice work for a company I'm hoping to join. It's a simp...
Ron and Gary had had the Fuckmobile for about 3 months and it had become a regular thing to go cruising in it on the weekend, looking for stray dick. This Sunday morning, however, was different. Gary was under the weather and refused to get out of bed. "You two go without me." he told us. "If I miss anything that great, take a picture!" So, Ron and I hit t...
My Cycling Holiday to the Outer Hebrides Yes! Five o'clock on Friday at last. I finished work and quickly cycled home. I was going on my holidays in the morning to the Outer Hebrides. A long train journey, a cycle run and then catch the ferry to North Uist. My plan was to cycle right down the islands and catch the ferry back to the mainland from South Uist....
I woke up the next morning to a sense of uneasiness and dread. It wasn't that I had my first shift back at Shure-Save, the neighborhood grocery store, that afternoon. That actually wasn't a terrible summer gig. It was more mind-numbing than unpleasant. The co-workers were generally nice and some of the customers were weirdly interesting, if nothing else. No,...
I don't know how long it took for me to separate out the buzzing of bombs being dropped from a combat plane in my dreams from someone leaning on my door buzzer in the middle of the night. It didn't help that the buzzing stopped when I was awake enough to think about where it was coming from and that it started again as I dozed off. When I decided it wasn't...
Saturday, March 21 10:45PM MDT Steamboat Springs, CO Pierce Livingston "Dillon would have been a great place for us all to stay. Much closer, too," Jeff said to me as he pinched my nipple through the maroon and white Little Rock University t-shirt I wore just for him. We were fifteen minutes away from Steamboat Springs, Colorado. Jeff's parents had taken...
*This story has been edited from its original published version in order to provide some more detail and clear things up* Before I begin, this is the real story of my first anonymous encounter with a man. No false details have been added. I do not consider myself to be a good writer, nor do I aspire to be a good writer either. I simply want to share my sto...