There exist few sounds as aggressive as the sound of weights clanging together, the harsh echo of metal striking metal. It is a barbaric sound that warns the faint of heart to stay away while beckoning true warriors to its call. That clanking metal was like a beautiful siren's song to Alyssa. The first time she heard the beautiful racket she was a teen, just...
I am a dirty old man. Really. I am not sure when I became one, but it was a conscious decision that required years of planning and a bit hard work. When I had a achieved the ripe old age of 36 I had very little to show for myself. No wife, no kids, no house. I had a crappy office job and a crappier apartment. I was a white middle aged slob. I could legally d...
So, here we are again. Another bar, another fine piece of ass walking in the other direction. It was the story of my life so far. Rachel, at least I think that was her name, made six. Six women turning me down flat in the past week. One even threw her drink in my face. I would be forgiven for thinking that this online meetup thing was highly overrated. But f...
He sat, awkwardly, in the taxi and felt her presence beside him. The expanse of seat between them seemed daunting and he didn't have the gall to move closer. She exuded a sense of strength and control and his mind whirled with ideas of asking the driver to pull over. Looking down towards her feet he noticed a pair of knee-high leather boots. Not stilettos...
The morning sun shone through the sheers, illuminating the bedroom in a shimmering light as alternating splotches a of light and dark fell across the room as the sun rays peered through the leafy canopy of the large tree outside the bed where Alderwoman Stephanie Kifowit lay. Foggy headed and still in a stupor from her nightly debauchery, Stephanie tried h...
Rick Thomas finished cleaning out his locker on the last day of school. He was in no hurry to leave due to the fact he did not have many friends and he did not really have anything to do today. Rick had turned eighteen a few weeks ago and was still a virgin. He did have a lot of stuff planned to help him keep busy and earn money for college. He was going to...
The name is Gunnery Jackson Gustave. My friends call me Gunn or Mr. G. The name Gunnery tends to give people pause because it sounds unusual. I don't know what the big deal is. What's in a name anyway? Oh, well. Anyhow, I am a tall and ruggedly handsome, newly out bisexual black man of Haitian-American descent in his early forties with some time to kill and...
I put on the dress and my life changed. I cannot now remember exactly how it came about. Kathy had bought the dress second-hand, put it on, and asked me how she looked, so I said very nice. Then somehow she said I should put it on and I did. Perhaps it was a joke, I can't honestly say. It should have been ridiculous, a middle-aged man in a dress, but it wasn...
THE GOOD, THE BAD AND THE UGLY "You got a hernia," the naked chick slurred beneath breath wreaking of Good Times Cigarillos and cheap tequila. "A hyena?" I quipped, thrusting uncontrollably between the moistened thighs of her comparably nude friend. "No, goddamnit. A hernia! A fuckin' hernia!" What I believed that word meant at once registered within my...
Esolen smiled at Claude. She shook her short dark hair. It was a bob, easy to control, but quite thick, and a bit curly. Claude stood in front of her, weeping slightly, and holding the thick leather strap. "Claude, we talked about this." Esolen's soft voice resonated. Esolen never raised her voice. "There are rules and consequences. When I moved in with you...