I met Billy when I was working as a ranch hand in Montana for the summer. I shod, groomed, and fed the horses, and he did just about everything else around the stables. I watched him ride when he didn't think I was looking. We went out for beers one night at the only bar in town. We picked some songs on the jukebox and grabbed a table in the back. He crack...
A slow, summer Sunday night at the bar, I think as I wash some bar glasses. It wasn't that I truly minded. I made enough money from my regular customers to do quite well. I had some great conversations, did a couple shots with my regulars, and now I was pleasantly mellow, listening to Sade playing on the jukebox. The only customers are a pair of casino deale...
It all started when I was a young teenager. I found some really hard core porn and, like so many other men, I got to watch two men fucking one woman on tape. In my youthful enthusiasm I studied the video over and over for years, watching every stroke as I jacked off and then came in my hand. It became a wonderful fantasy and a way to get my rocks off. Over t...
++++++++++ "What's his deal?" Eddie asked from behind the bar. He gave a suspicious nod toward the man seating himself at the table in the far corner. "He's harmless, Eddie. Just leave him be," Lily replied, not even looking up to see who he was talking about. She tried to act nonchalant, hoping he'd drop the subject but suspecting he wouldn't. Eddie coul...
Since my last relationship ended, I've taken up a new hobby, darts. Well, it's not new actually, I used to play quite a bit but just drifted away from it over the past five or six years. Wednesday night, around seven is the tournament I usually play. Last Wednesday night, I was running late and got there just in time to sign in and pay my five bucks. I gra...
Was it true love or lust or the thrill of being safe home in the now that made Doug feel so heavenly in the tender grips of Kelly's vagina? She didn't know, and in that wonderfully intense moment she didn't care. She kept her eyes open as she bobbed joyfully up and down atop him, not begrudging at all that his mesmerized gaze was fixed on her breasts as they...
This is Chapter Two of a five chapter story. Each chapter will feature some of the main, framing story of a bartender and a girl in a bar in modern times and also a full fantastical tale that one of them tells the other about one of their relatives. Both of their families are from the Appalachian Mountains of Tennessee and Kentucky, so the stories are told i...
My wife and I were sitting down having a drink in the local tavern, located on the other side of town from our house, but the town was also extremely small with about a thousand people living there. The tavern looked like a typical bar. It had a cabin style motif complete with a jukebox in the corner. We were both a really open minded couple, so I had no hes...
"What do you mean you never get to dance?" he asked from across the booth. "I just don't," she answered. "You don't get out much when you have a kid; you know that." "Oh, well this is gonna have to stop here and now. I'll be right back." He grinned and slipped out of the bench, got a bunch of singles from the bartender, and studied the silent jukebox. It w...
As the taxi he was in turned a left corner into the busy street, Arnold unfolded the piece of paper in his hand, squinted his eye through the taxi's meagre interior light to make sure he was correct about the address. He spotted the bar's neon lights further ahead just as the taxi cruised along and indicated to the driver to stop. He got out, paid his fare,...