It just stood there. Not a care in the world. Shamelessly soliciting its' wares. 'For Sale' it screamed. So vulgar. Had it no decency? What a slut. Grant stood beneath the sign. The description of standing may have been sympathetic. His legs gave the merest nod to the concept while his frame sought solace from gravity against the garden wall. A distant pass...
I lit a cigarette as I stood in the dark, pouring rain. I was standing under an overhang, covered in fallen trees and beaten shrubs, in Chastity Glen. I watched the rain fall in front of me as I puffed on my cigarette. I was soaked and freezing cold. I'd been running from home for four days. I had nothing, but, my shoes, the clothes on my back, a lighter, an...
We had arranged to meet at my hotel. I had driven down under the pretext of business the night before. You managed a reason to be away for two days and we decided to meet in a hotel out of town, giving you a safety zone so you wouldn't worry about being seen with me. We sat 4:00 PM as the meeting time, but you arrived a couple of hours early to change and pr...
After spending the afternoon working out at a private gym I go to, I showered, shaved, and dressed casually. I chose a comfortable pair of button-down Levi's, and a soft cotton polo shirt, added a bit of cologne then headed to Candi's parents house which was an easy twenty minute drive away. For twenty minutes I had time to recall the events that led up t...
(It was late autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my hobby of bird watching. I had unfortunately been captured by Amelia Wiff-Naseford, headmistress, for being a Peeping Tom in the grounds of 'Dentwood Finishing School for Tall Girls aged 18 to 20 years old'. There were 120 girls registered at the school. I had decided not to get the pol...
Hi, this is Fucktoy and my second story. If you are tuning in late, I compose these stories for her, and she keeps her webcam on for me. Since she decided that the stories were going to be published, we have started using a third person narrative mode. Up until now, we have used second person. Please send us some feedback to let us know what you think. You...
Another night, another show. Rex had played this song many times, fingering the bass notes on his Fender Precision, fast and furious, dancing around his side of the stage, mugging at the front rows of the audience and playing off the other guys in the band. From the stage, most places look pretty much the same: piles of speakers and bright lights to the side...
The summer sun warmed Adam's arms as the wind cooled his skin simultaneously. Just that morning he had taken the top down on his jeep and packed his things in for his road trip. Finally, a chance to be alone for a full three days. He had no idea where he was going. And that was the intention from the moment he pulled out of his driveway. Highway 36 was compl...
The Preparation Friday, the 8th When I got home, I immediately went to bed. After a most memorable night, I was tired and needed some rest. Sleeping till noon, I got up, grabbed my golf clubs and headed for the club. Maybe a little exercise would take out some of the soreness. When I got to the club, I grabbed a quick sandwich and a beer then went out an...
Saturday We grew up on farms near each other. You were much older, though, and I doubt you remembered me. I loved it, in church when you would pat my head and give me a hug. Hot summer time, again, here and I finally turned eighteen a few months back. I knew you were coming home to visit your family and it excited me; though, the reality is I might not eve...