Driving home at 10:00, my eyes ached I was so tired. I could have already been in bed, but I had chosen to work alone in the office. The work wasn't pressing, it just filled my time, and kept my mind busy. Even now, with exhaustion beating my body down, I knew sleep was a long ways off. My mind was showing a highlight film. The same one it had been showing...
It was a cool night in October; I was taking the garbage down to the road as I did every Wednesday night. My wife and I live out in the country on a gravel road and the only house nearby is an abandoned one at the bottom of my lane. It's about a quarter mile down to the road and sometimes I must admit a little scary. It was a cloudy evening so it was darke...
A week after Gary, the hugely hung and lovely Cambridge professor, and his beautiful wife Carmen had returned to London, Brad picked me outside work on the Friday afternoon as usual, the Ford GT-40 sounding throaty and impatient to be on the freeway and up to what I now termed his "floggery". Leaning over to give me a chaste kiss on the cheek, the 40-year-o...
We were both still sleeping on the screened porch in the backyard when I awoke the next day to hear her mom in the kitchen. The kitchen had a back door that led directly to that porch, and that door was open. Her mom was having breakfast and told us she was leaving for the day. My cock was hard thinking about the night before, but I still couldn't believe it...
I used to work for a company called IPEC. We built capital equipment that sold for upwards of 50 million dollars apiece. It was a great time in my life and I cherish it greatly. I have never worked harder, longer or with a better crew. There were several perks with that job. One of which was the rotating schedule. We worked three and four day work weeks, lea...
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Cold was the first sensation that swept through his body. He lay there, realizing he was completely naked, and that he was bound to a metal table-that his wrists, ankles, and waist were all strapped down tightly and completely. He realized he should be frightened, but oddly enough he wasn't. He drew in a sharp breath-it made his chest ache, just slightly, be...
It was as quiet as death in there. Library smells of old books and all too serious people overpowered me, so I pressed my nose into the crease of the magazine I was flipping and sucked up the dark floral scent of the perfume they wanted you to believe all the supermodels wore. It was all right—-something you'd wear if you were on a date with somebody classy,...
Chapter IV - Sherry's Diary: Weekend at Jen's Dear Diary, Yes, my diary, it's time to pretend I'm writing to Jen ... again. Maybe one day I'll get enough guts to share all this with her someday... maybe... sigh... Jen-- I was so happy when you told me you'd be back in Florida for two weeks house sitting for your aunt! I've missed you so much since you mo...
A few entries later, I found probably the greatest oops of my sexual life so far. It read: NXRI – Christmas 1987 Paul – Christmas 1987 I have been dating Paul for a few months now, and things seemed to have been going pretty well between us. A country boy from Oregon, I found Paul to be a lost and lonely boy more than an attractive man when I first met him...