Author's Note: Some three-plus years since the first chapter was published, I offer you a continuation of the Phil-Rei love story, but told from Phil's perspective. Reader be advised that if you have not read Chapter 1 of this tale, it is strongly suggested that you do. Either way, I hope you enjoy the telling. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ My name is Phil and I am a sixty-s...
I didn't know which was worse, being an out of work writer like me, or being an over the hill, out of work movie star like Lois. Lois was her real name by the way. Her stage name was Marietta Miles. Some hack agent had given her the name when she arrived in the Dream. She had stopped going by it the second year after she stopped working in the flicks. She ha...
Susan anally fucks Billy Bob with her strap-on dildo, Big Bruno in Boston. True to her word, once Susan got off the train, she had Billy Bob accompany her to her car in the parking lot near North Station in Boston's historic North End where they'd have some privacy. In her attempt to make him aware of what it felt like to be on the other end of anal sex, sh...
Author's note: DG Hear and I worked together doing the "Back Up Buddy" and "Hey, Joe!" stories and then collaborating on "Wish Me Luck, The Sequel." This was in addition, of course, to our stories in the two writing invitationals I put together on "This Bed of Rose's" and "El Paso." So we decided to try it again. DG is writing a story based on Gretchen Wil...
"Please, Danny? I know you can play and I promised the gang. We can go forty bucks, and there will be plenty to eat and drink." Dave told me over the phone. I knew Dave sort of in passing, he was an OK kind of guy. But it wasn't any kind of "buds" thing so I was surprised when the phone rang. Some party, they wanted live entertainment, and I did some of th...
Spring. Spring is a time of renewal, a time for life. All of the trees are starting to turn green with new leaves. Cherry blossoms are rampant. The warmth brings children out to play in the streets again. Birds are singing, and building nests. Housewives hang their bedding out to air after the long, harsh winter. In Japan, the spring of 1945 was a time of...
PRELUDE "I bet that it is about 22 cm." a cute brunette girl said to an equally cute blonde girl. "It might be even 23 cm. and about 14 cm. around," the blonde replied. The two pretty girls were referring to Scott's manhood. He was stretched out in a lounge chair reading a book in the nude. It was his first time on a nude beach and he had drawn the attent...
Ty sat outside of the house and waited. His heart raced at the thought of what he was about to do. Murder wasn't new to him, but his victim had been an adult. He was only just realizing that he hadn't thought about the children. He was certain that Lawrence wouldn't have wanted them hurt, but what was he supposed to do with them? The idea of taking them back...
Dear readers If you're looking for a stroke story, you won't find it here. Also, this story is dark and bittersweet. Some of the dialogue and images may be disturbing to some readers. Reader discretion is advised. As always the only payment I receive are your comments and votes— I appreciate both. So, curl up with that special person, give them a big kiss...
Author's Note: This story is based on the unlikely pairing of two friends of different sexual persuasions. The names of the characters have been changed to protect their identities, and a liberal dose of literary possibility has been applied to fill in the gaps as to how their romance grew and blossomed. Enjoy the telling. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Hey, girlfriend! Why a...