If someone had told me six months ago this was how my short existence would end, I'd have said they were crazy. Yet here I am, hot, sitting alone in my underpants in a nondescript hotel room, half a bottle of my dad's bourbon drained on the bedside table...
January 2019Half an inch from clearing the history, the cursor skids to a halt when five forgotten downloads rivet her attention. What was an innocent routine of moving some trip photos between devices takes a disturbing twist as a seaside day's souvenirs...
Tranquilized by the tide's rhythmic whoosh, I'm drifting into a solar-powered nap when a cavalry of baritone chatter trumpets reveille. My head abandons its forearm pillow, radar ready to scope out the hung and the shirtless. "New arrivals, two o'clock." ...
His shorts are down. It's the heat, he tells himself. Confined, the sudden uncoiling tightness threatens to burst the seams on its own. Released, it feels even hotter than the midday Mediterranean steam into which it thrusts, broad and solid as a Moorish...
**Teri** Welcome to another misty noon in Moose Bridge Harbor - the Bridge, as locals say - where the air looks as if it's been jetted from a vaporizer and even a flying volleyball seems to gather dewdrops. Blame the sleep-sucking heatwave back home in th...
Just because Bay Regional's star senior quarterback, Reid Collins, is going steady with Lissa Brewer doesn't mean he isn't hooking up with me every Tuesday after team workouts. You'd think with all the money her folks have from owning half the real estate...
I can't believe I aced Mr. Kirby's final. Actually, yes, I can. Studied my butt off for it and that's the one I was worried about. Wonder how Roxanne-Doe-Eyes fared; she probably got the same grade even though all she does in class is admire her latest ma...
"All I can say is..."It's carved in the spaces.It casts its honed shadowbetween every lineyou would ever compose. Your goodbyes haven't changed;they're unwritten each time.I've observed all the signsof withdrawal's malaiseto recount in the dark(if my eyes...
You lie on your bed. Your phone warms your chest. Your cock fills your hand. The rest, I forge in prurient fire. You listen through the room's solitary restlessness. On your back. Undressed. Aroused. Some are words. Some are not. Both are whispered, out o...
On this lush island, Suitcases unpacked, We trade our pallid Greenwich fogs And stinging coastal mists For drenching, Rainbowed cascades Under which we play And slake feral thirst. We tangle in solandra vines, Skin saturated In tropical deluge Yet aflame...
Except for her hypnotic performance, everything around him was fading. Spotlights dimmed. Shapes blurred. His senses were commandeered by the ferocious throb threatening to burst his strained Burberry flat fronts. Somewhere at the other end of the main ga...
The sender's name on the new message notification read 'TheChatWhisperer.' The drink in the recipient's hand went airborne. Shauna, who was still a bit groggy after the intense dream she'd been reluctant to leave, could hardly believe her eyes. Or her luc...
Awakened, bobsled hard,Still moist from mutual anointment,He stirs in their sheets with practiced stealth,Eases from blended, homespun warmthToward newly sugared slopes. He hovers on the landing's corniceIn raging defiance of Newton,Aching for the rush of...
Mesquite fires of the forbiddenIgnite a sizzling plancha of blended lust.Fantasies in every fervent flavor meld spicily,Swirl in imagination-whisked synchronicity,A burner in its brightest blue-blazed bloomFeeds the rolling boil of a purloined elixir.Perc...
Whether this goes her way or mine remains to be seen, he told himself as he contemplated the young masseuse’s proposal. His birthday surprise ended up being a surprise, all right. Oh sure, he knew about the erotic massage his wife had booked for him. He k...
