By Max Swan. It is a cold, weekday afternoon in London. Paul Carter drives his car into the parking lot of the ‘Seaside Hotel.’ He parks the car and gets out. Paul’s a handsome man in his early forties; he’s six feet tall with a slender physique, dark brown hair, and soft brown eyes. He wears a pale blue polo shirt, slacks, dress shoes, and carried a small overnight bag. The ‘Seaside Hotel’ is a turn of the century building
Read moreBy Anonymous. My stepdad and I have a very tight relationship. He raised me since the age of 13, I have stayed living with him after he, and my mom divorced. It was more convenient this way because my mom moved out of state while I was still going to graduate school. It wasn’t a big change from when it was he, mom, other than the fact that we got a little more comfortable with being naked in
Read moreBy Roskey94. (syakir237@gmail.com) Huge and I are brothers. He is 18 this year, just finished high school, while I’m 25 in my final year in the university. I have always been bigger than Huge, taller, and have more muscle than he has. I would say I’m buffer and meatier than him. I mean Huge is not fat or anything, he is fit, lean, and has a shredded body. I never saw him shirtless, but I could see his
Read moreBy fantaseeboy. When my stepmother accepted a job in Europe just after my graduation from high school, I went to live with her brother, my step-uncle. This wasn’t a bad thing. A new city meant a new start. I could use a fresh beginning. I was never popular at all. I hadn’t had a real friend since elementary school. I had no significant other to speak of, just a few men around town who enjoyed the occasional company
Read moreBy fantaseeboy For several weeks, I’d stopped into the upscale thrift shop at different times on Saturdays and Mondays, my days off. I was trying to discover when the store was the least busy. Once the research was complete, I stepped into the store on Monday morning at 10:00 am. Aside from the familiar heavy-set middle-aged lady behind the counter, I was the only person in the store. She greeted me with a friendly smile and asked if
Read moreBy Urtoy2be. I am a divorced man of sixteen years. I still see my ex-wife a lot as we have kids together. A short time ago at a function for one of the children, I had to see my ex-wife. Her name is Dana and to be honest we have not been very close since the divorce. She moved away to another town about two hours away. It has been sixteen years, but I still have not forgotten how much
Read moreby sissysherry2 I was married for 13 years but the magic was clearly gone. We got divorced when I turned 40 and I moved away to start fresh. I got a job in an office that was full of women and very few men. I worked around a bunch of hot twenty something women who seemed to bond with me. There were four of us; we called ourselves the ‘core four.’ There was Lisa (a tall well built and attractive
Read moreBy sissysherry2 “I know your secret.” These were the words that I had both dreaded and longed to hear from my babysitter Teri. Let me start at the beginning. I am single and have a couple of kids at home who aren’t quite old enough to be on their own when I have business obligations. I share custody with my ex, which left me to be with another man, who happened to be black. I get the kids during the
Read moreBy tawnysuede. Chapter 1 – First Contact “Tyler! Snap out of it – you’re staring again, and he’s noticed!” Jack’s voice whispered hoarsely in Tyler’s ear as the hot water from the shower drummed across his back. There were just the three of them left in the shower now. Basketball practise had been over for more than half an hour and the most of the players were showered and dressed and out the door, heading home for dinner. A few
Read moreBy spitzharder The morning sun burst into our bedroom, it’s golden fingers caressing the pink frilly sheets and the face of Fliss. Felicity, as she was named, was a he-girl like me. The sun lit up her soft, girly features as I lent in to kiss her awake. Her long eye lashes fluttered and dark brown eyes gazed into mine, “Morning Missy,” she said. my name is Mystique but Mom always called me Missy and the other he-girls do the
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