This is the true story of my first real sexual experience. You see I am an unrepentant bisexual and I think part of me has always known this. I am not the sort of bisexual guy that insists that monogamy is desirable or even possible. I need to be with both men and women. That being said I do prefer to have a strong relationship with at least one person who s...
Both Brad and Christen were thinking the same thing, unaware that the other was following the same line of thought. "Could this really be happening?" For Brad it was the epitome of awesome, and yet a cause to worry about the future. He finally got to fulfill one of his fantasies that he had chalked up to unattainable a long time ago. He was picturing his...
Roy fumbled with his keys until he found the right one, sticking it in the slot and unlocking his apartment door. Once inside, he went to the kitchen and set down the groceries. His apartment was full of boxes still, not yet unpacked. He'd only been living in San Francisco for a few days, having just moved from New York City because of a job, and already hom...
First, and foremost, business I thought always came first. In 1995, I bought my first computer. It was a technological advance of major proportions of which one can't describe for me. My name's Roy Cannes, a customer service guy for a nationwide firm. I coordinate all the CSR issues from my small office out of New Philadelphia, Ohio. Modest as my life is, I...
Chapter 1 I'm new to Atlanta, having moved here from near Chicago, and, being new and working for a big company, I've met all kinds of people; it's been even kind of hard to keep track of them all. In fact, rather than my old circle of friends, there are so many new people I now know that it had left me somewhat insecure and lonely. A few months ago, I had...
I handed Andi her phone back after I completed my latest make-up text to Roy, sliding it across the table, slumped over my cheese fries. Andi went through her phone. I knew she was checking to see what I said. "Oh my God, give it back!" I reached for it, but she held it up, and read, "Miss you too, Roy-Roy. Can't wait to see you at the frat party this wee...
I grew up in a middle class neighborhood in a large metro area in the upper mid-west. The neighborhood was the kind that you could leave your doors and cars unlocked and everyone knew each other. Once a year there was a huge block party where the street was closed and people partied to mid-night. Even as a child I would get to stay up and watch the adults...
Roy reclined in his chair for a minute; his latest paycheck was just processed and he'd be able to pay bills with plenty to save for later on down the road. He lived alone, so his home was nice and quiet; yes sir, it was certainly going to be a time of relaxation for him. "Aaah; nothing beats this." He declared, pulling out his phone to check the news and em...
Note: This story was a collaboration between Skip.69 and myself. I give him many thanks for his valuable insight and knowledge. ******************************** Free. Marie sat there numb, not knowing what to say, do, or think. Her attorney had just informed her that her marriage was over, her life as she knew it would cease to exist, and that she was a f...
"My god, I might as well go topless." My wife Susan stated as she looked in the mirror. "Well that's why we are here isn't it." I laughed. "We'll see, I'm not taking my top off yet." "You promised. Besides" "I was drunk Steve, that doesn't count." I didn't say anything else as I got ready to head down to the beach. We had arrived In Jamaica earlier tha...