It has been some time since I have sent in a story. So I'll tell you about me once more. My real age is 58, male, 5'11 " about 190. I bi so I enjoy both sides. Plus I have a thing for "TS's" and "CD's". It is the best of both worlds. Some off the things I write about are things I have done, some are of things I would like to try. More like what I fantasize a...
Lily snapped at me when I instructed her on how to properly handle my car. When she threatened to leave me on the side of the road I sat back in the passenger seat, allowing the wave of intoxication to carry me away from what drove me to drink in the first place. It was getting warm in the car so I rolled the window down. At night the smell of the city chan...
Their movie night finally comes to an end. Its 8:00 and the credits start rolling on the final feature for the evening. Chris is sitting at the end of the couch and Janey is lying curled up with her head in his lap, facing the T.V. During the last half of the last movie, Chris was absently running his hand through her loose, red curls. He aims the remote at...
It almost pained me to pour the drink. Wincing at the crackle as the warm amber caused the cubes to pop. Swirling the glass, in a practiced manner, a few times, as my eyes became fixed on the silhouette now poised in front of the terrace doors. The thought of scotch this smooth didn’t need ice soon faded as the scene of a recent event replayed. Taking me ba...
Sometimes the tension becomes unbearable. The pressures of every day life, and the constant struggle against chaos and entropy. The constant fight against the relentless stresses of daily life. I'm lucky. Most men have to fight and struggle with themselves, unsure how to escape the daily grind. They use drugs, they drink, and they become addicted to anger. I...
I wheeled my little Mercedes-Benz Kompressor into the gravelled area in front of the solid metal gate, supported by high brick walls on either side, just off a leafy lane in the Surrey stockbroker belt. The video camera surveyed the vehicle and a metal voice message machine intoned its impersonal: "Dominie House, state your name and business." "Member 69,"...
Assistant Commissioner of Police Bipasha Basu thought her eyes were playing tricks on her when she read the Commissioner's memo. Surely, there had been a mistake. She placed a call to confirm. Commissioner Hema Malini was on the line, "Hello!" "Good morning, mam!" Basu blurted, "I just called to cross-check memo no. F1RTY4136..." her voice trailed off. Mr...
I've had a crush on my gay friend, Luke, for a while now. I've known him for a year now, and we instantly became close friends. It wasn't hard to tell that he preferred the opposite sex. With some people you just know. I met him at the hair salon I used to frequent. He was the hair stylist, and did my hair! We talked as he did my hair the two hours I was the...
She stood in my bedroom doorway clutching her pillow. "May I sleep with you," she asked. Now that she was here, there was so much I didn't know about her and so much that I needed to know, the little things that suddenly become so important, when they're missing from your daily routine. Does she drink coffee? What does she eat for breakfast? What time does...
She is riding a crowded SkyTrain heading for Waterfront Station, lunchtime, on a gray Vancouver day. No seats, so she is standing, purse over her shoulder, hanging onto a bag at her feet with one hand and the overhead strap with the other. Lurching to a stop, the doors open and another surge of passengers enters. He stands, unintentionally in front of her,...