A bloke on the radio was talking about a school reunion he'd been to. 'Funny thing,' he said, 'everyone looked pretty much as they did 40 years ago. Older -- obviously -- but not different.' I've never been to a school reunion. I'm not likely to, either. The end of school couldn't come quickly enough for me. It's not that I was a bad student. Far from it. I...
I was sunbathing by my pool, naked as a jaybird and twice as happy. On my back with legs spread open so the hot sun could reach my balls and heat my scrotum and semi-hard penis. I heard a car enter the driveway and assumed my wife had returned from her daily shopping tours. My eyes were closed as the patio door opened and footsteps approached.. Still thinki...
The morning after I killed Olivia I tried to figure out what my next step would be. The previous night had been spent stashing away the bodies in the hidden trunk of my Town Car, and setting up Crystal, Mina's house manager, to run the bar for a few days while Mina recovered. After getting her affairs squared away, Mina and I stayed in bed all night and most...
For a change, this is not a sex story, but a product of a bad time in my life. Strangely enough, it seems to be one of the most popular stories I have. No sex. "It'll make a great car!" We looked at the box, a large cardboard egg box that arrived in the garden by some mysterious means. Our hands held, he to my right. Two figures locked in a time warp of...
I honestly wonder if there's something wrong with me sometimes. Folks say I'm a paranoid misanthrope. They think I'm abnormal. Then again, maybe I'm not. Yeah, I'm a little weird but this isn't exactly a normal world either. Maybe it's the world that's crooked and I'm A-okay. Right? My name is Stefan Ambroise. A big and tall, kind of good-looking black man l...
The wind came up around her with unexpected strength. It left her feeling as if it wanted her to fail, to fall from such a distance and die upon impact on the cement so very far below. But Callista Star hadn't come all this way to fail. She set her jaw, one almost too soft and rounded to actually set, and took another step closer to the edge. She glanced do...
He was reading the Sunday paper and read about a new drug that could erase bad memories from your mind. Suppose, he thought, as he had seen in a recent Jim Carey movie, your brain could be wiped clean of sad and traumatic thoughts. According to the article, "Each time you retrieve a memory it must be restored, and when you activate a memory in the presence o...
Once again this is not the story of my life. Just a tale of someone else's travails I've observed from the sidelines. A few details are changed for concealment and plausible deniability. Seems some did not like my last tale. Too bad. I'm not writing these for you. I'm writing for me. I've found an outlet for my anger, my rage, my betrayal. These tales are a...
My name is Chromie. I know this is an odd name for some, but for a person that's been as many places, seen as many things. Time , places and names mean little to nothing. Why else would I speak in such broad terms of infinite if I was not just that. For some, they see a cute, petite little gnome with silver hair entwined in those little buns at the sides of...
Dear Shoeblossom: Sometimes Brearley lets me jerk off. Kneeling on the hardwood floor on my bare knees, rubbing my stiff and long denied cock, it's so painful! Brearley is always gorgeous, fully clothed as a striking contrast to my nakedness, in tight jeans or a sexy miniskirt, sometimes a tube top. Often she will wear a sexy business office outfit, which r...