First, there was cold and stillness – as there had been cold and stillness for many uncounted aeons. Then, like the sparking purity of creation, there was light. The light was bright enough to sear out retinas – turning from whiteness to an almost blue steel color. The light swept in a slow circle about two meters wide, then stopped. A moment later, the wa...
Last week I was driving home from work on the Kirkpatrick Turnpike and exited on Penn (by Target and Best Buy), I got in the outside right-hand turn lane and waited, traffic was horribly slow, creeping, there had been a wreck in the intersection and we were all at a stand still. Typically, there was one of the usual scruffy panhandlers approaching each car...
A memory from long ago, but still fresh and alive.... There is something pure and powerful about the pounding surf. An ancient call for peace and reflection; a symbol of mystery and adventure. As a child, I spent many summer weeks scouring the ocean sands. Exploring, building, learning, finding. Only to bear eventual witness to the destruction of the tides...
Wherein our hero, Davy, continues his vagabond RV adventure on the road through America and ventures into scenes and scenery one only dreams about. This chapter is more expository than then first two. There's is some sex but it occurs toward the end. Hey, I'm just relating what happened on my trip! A correction: In Part 2, I should not have written "In Ohi...
Note: This story is a continuation of the previous three and will be best understood if those are read prior. 1 I proudly reached the ground without breaking my neck. It was my first time walking any distance or down stairs in high heels, and I could see why they are despised by many women. My pulse raced with anticipation, unsure of what twisted mi...
Living in New York City -- NYC - is different in many ways. Unlike so many other places, NYC is almost all concrete. It is expensive. It is busy, noisy, and loud. Most of all, New York is a vertical city. We live piled up on top of each other in tall buildings, in tiny apartments. This insane overcrowding explains why we New Yorkers are both outgoing and p...
Jason was pissed off as he drove home, pissed off and horny. Just four hours earlier he was heading in the opposite direction on the freeway, happily traveling the forty-five mile drive to his girlfriend's apartment. With plans for a hot afternoon he maintained a raging erection for nearly the entire drive as he let his imagination visit the naked flesh of h...
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Those magic words had been uttered. "Dave, I dare you." Eric said and now I could not back down. That was three days ago, it was easy to be brave three days before Halloween, but now that the day was here, and more importantly the night was here it seemed like one of the stupider things I had ever done. Three days ago I had been talking about the Deforest...
I see you look at me from across the campfire, through the flames. I know that look. It's the look that says "fuck me." I've seen it many times, but mostly at home, not out in the woods where we're camping with six friends. I've seen it in the bedroom, of course, and in the car, and in the shower, but never when others are around. It's a look that says I w...