I had been staying with my Aunt Alice in Virginia for the summer. It had been long and hot, but we were now approaching fall and the temperature had started to cool at last. I was sad because I would be saying goodbye in a few days to return home to prepare for my final year at high school. It was my eighteenth birthday and Aunt Alice had promised me a spec...
Her name was Sarah; Sarah Marie Cooke. Everyone called her Sugar. I never figured that one out. She was not a sweet lady. OH, to the contrary, it seemed as though she hated almost everyone. Well, everyone except her nephew Bartholomew. With that name you might expect him to be called Bart; he was actually called Deuce. No one ever spoke of why that name was...
I was thinking about my sexy new friends, Jessica and Holly. I began thinking about the sex I had with them, and remembered what Holly had said to me, about joining her and Jessica for a threesome. I wondered if she meant it, or was she just leading me on? I thought about it and came to the conclusion that Holly would be up for it, and the fact that her and...
"It is a matter of grave importance that fairy tales should be respected. A nation without fancy, without some romance, never did, never can, never will, hold a great place under the sun." Charles Dickens, "Frauds on the Fairies," 1 October, 1853 "There are no great men, there are only great challenges, which ordinary men like you and me are forced by circu...
The scent of fresh bread and pastries is everywhere. So are slim girls wearing slinky dresses. Crop tops and yoga pants. Or little leather jackets with skinny jeans. That much hasn't changed since I visited with my bohemian aunt Bea last Summer. What has changed is that Bea booked us into the Georges V on the Champs Elysees, perhaps the grandest of the wor...
My job takes me all over the country. Recently, I found myself a half hour north of Birmingham, Alabama. The little one horse town I stayed in was right out of a Larry McMurtry novel. Since relocating to the Midwest, I preferred to stay out of the big cities, especially while on assignment. After checking into my motel, I drove around the town looking for t...
It was my last year in high school and Christmas was only a few weeks away. All of my friends at school were bragging about the gifts they'd already purchased for their boyfriends, which was depressing the hell out of me. For one, I wasn't seeing anyone serious, and for two, I was so broke I couldn't even afford to buy gifts for my family. "You need to get...
So here's how I ended up living in Leamington, Ontario of all places. I was driving across the US from South Carolina to visit some friends in California and see the Pacific ocean for the first time(not to mention get with some nice and freaky Cali girls if I had the chance), and I stopped in Arizona for a night before finishing the trip the next morning. I...
My name is, well, to some it’s Sugar, from a song of the late seventies by Rod Stewart…and this is the tale of a man I met on the internet who understood my sexuality and released me from bonds that had held me in check for more than a decade, with his tongue and his hands, his kindness and his passion, his sensuality and his fairness, and his generosity of...
Dear Shoeblossom-- Since I taped this, I also have enslaved my brother-in-law Santiago and his basketball team. So I have real progress going on here in Carker's Rents! Love, Sugar Perez "Sugar, I am having a devil of a time getting these thorns out of my, um--" "Your diaper. Say it, Esteban." "Don't--don't you think it was punishment enough for me to...