"Come on bro, you've been sulking in that apartment for a week. Get out here and have some fun!" Chads semi slurred speech indicating he is probably already half in the bag by now. This midnight phone call isn't that first time he has called this week, trying to get me out of my sullen mood. "Not tonight, bro. I am going to grab some whiskey and pizza, han...
The disease came for Scott Pender's father quickly. Before he could return home from a tour with Sacred Sacrament, a band that needed to hire him at the last minute because their guitarist disappeared into rehab, the neighborhood friends his father accumulated took care of him. He was grateful, the time and money they put in to make sure that his father had...
Hi All, Blozo here. I'm a fat old retired Registered Nurse who hasn't had an erection in ten years. I write some pretty wild fiction. And I use a lot of descriptions that other authors use too. It never fails that someone in the comments section gets all bent out of shape about the fact, and I hereby stipulate that it is a fact, that what I'm describing...
Jon Chess strode up the steps of the Cathedral of Light in Stormwind, disquieted. Jon had not seen Priann, his usual confessor, for some weeks. Days ago, he had asked Brother Benjamin, one of the instructors of the priesthood novates, if he could tell Jon where she had been assigned. "I am sorry, Master Chess... if she has been assigned elsewhere, I would n...
"The store manager has a lot of complains against you, Dalton, he says you tend to freeze at the worst possible times, which makes you useless as a security guard, and we can't have that, what I'm saying is that you're fired," said Aaron Stanwood, the manager of the security company where Dalton Dorvil had been working for the past four years. The man's tone...
Taylor sat on a beanbag in the middle of the dimly lit apartment. The place smelled strongly of marijuana and a cloud still hovered in the air. She impatiently huffed and crossed her long slender legs. Her cowboy boot bobbed anxiously. She combed her fingers through her curly blonde strands, which hung just above her thin shoulders, and checked her watch. A...
I woke up with my head on his smooth chiseled chest. One of his arms was behind his head while the other held me tenderly and close, as if he wanted me to know I was his. I loved it. I loved being claimed by such an incredible man. I couldn't stop thinking how lucky I was to be with him. He groaned and slowly opened his eyes. They were gorgeous, small and...
Just after starting my new, office bound job, I had a few experiences on the swinging scene. Being a single guy is a problem as there are lots of single guys looking to fuck someone else's wife/girlfriend. My first one was with a fairly well off couple, I met the guy first for lunch, he wanted to suss me out and ask me what I was comfortable doing etc. The...
I wrote this at the prodding of a co-worker because our Secretary needed a pick-me-up. She's since passed it on to the other Secretaries, and it's spreading like chain lightning. This is Black humor. And this is not connected to any of my other stories, as far as I know. There is no graphic sex, although there is a very devoted wife. Thanks again to sbrooks1...
Cat enjoyed visiting the Acapulco Beach Bar. In spite of being in the middle of a land-locked state, its very name conjured up fond memories of where he'd like to be: At a tropical beach paradise. Even if the roaches, which upon occasion would slowly crawl upon the bar soaking up beer driblets, could make Cat forget those fond tropical memories, there was an...