Maple leaves announced the arrival of spring. Their vivid colors made me want to run naked through the streets in celebration of summer's end. But I contained myself, barely. I watched the leaves fall rustle on the tree, threatening to all fall down at once. That would cause mass demoralization of the surrounding trees. How could they compete with such a sho...
Virginia had been in her 70s at the time that I knew her, she lived next door in the same ratty apartment complex that I did. A lot of "interesting people" in transient had lived in the old place over the decades going from one job to the next so you never really knew your neighbors very long. Mostly down and out oil field trash back in the days when the b...
No one was expecting the bombs to fall. The Soviet Union was hit. The USA was hit. And just about every other country was hit. Humans had just about killed off their whole species. People had started villages, there was a large scale Slave trade, Government Remnants and even some deep bunkers had been found. You are a Scavenger, a former Red Army sniper. WWI...
Here in the dark Theatre, we gather to see the plays and scenes that fell through the cracks. Great visions dreamed and discarded by shameful artisans and playwrights, forsaken by screenwriter and novelist as far too profane for public consumption. Here, in the Secret Theatre, these imaginings may come to life. If you peel back the wallpaper that surrounds y...
I wake up after six long hours of restlessly rolling around and sleeping on the carpeted floor all the while you sleep so sweetly and soundly in a Queen sized bed that's big enough to hold at least four people. I don't dare wake you yet as I remember the list you have given me with chores to do before waking you. Six hours earlier as I'm kneeling on the fl...
Chapter four: This is a chain story written by Jezzaz, Todd172, Stev2244, Harddaysknight, Girlinthemoon, Qhml1, Oshaw and blackrandl1958. One different author wrote each chapter in this story, building on the work of the preceding author. We are submitting one chapter each day until the story is finished. We would like for you, the readers, to see if you ca...
If you missed Part 1 of the Jerry saga: Jerry: The Maiden Voyage, go read it first. ***** Soon after my first date with Jerry, he texted asking if I'd like to come over and he would make me dinner. First thought: awww. Second thought: nice try, but even as much as I like you, I'm not going over to your place for the second date. Why? Well: 1) Jerry didn't...
When I was back in my old life in the city, in the States, I would stay at work until late, almost dreading coming home. Now, in this new, slower-paced life with you, home is truly a haven, and I'm happy to stay within its walls. I'm home a lot now, working only part time. But on this day, I've been out running a few errands, and wasn't home to greet you whe...
The turntable spins, the record plays and my mind brings me back to that place were I met my, Mrs. Jones. I was eighteen at the time, young naïve and without a care in the world. It strikes me as funny now that as the turntable spins, it spins me back to the first time. The only time, the Mrs. Jones time of my life. At that time of my life I was 6'2 and 185...
Midlife When I was in my 30's I didn't understand "midlife crisis." I thought it was some joke, some bit on TV sitcoms and in movies. But now I know. Now I understand. I turned 43 just after the new millenia. My cock is overshadowed completely by my expansive gut. My hairline is receding. My eyesight is getting worse. My joints ache. I've had two...