I woke up at 3:15 am and couldn't get back to sleep. I couldn't stop the chatter inside my head, could not understand what was wrong. I seemed to have everything; a very successful business refurbishing furniture; a handsome home, an ample circle of friends, but something was wrong. Something I couldn't put my finger on.
Escaping Boredom and Monotony
My New Friend
I hadn't been here very long myself, just a little under a year. The fact that I'd just come off of the night shift and was back on days now, could maybe account for why I hadn't seen this great looking guy before. Anyway, I was back on day crew now. Back into my groove now. I'd really hated being on night shift. Just a personal preference.
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Getting To The Bottom
At the time, I was going to the coast to dive at least one weekend every month. Several times I ended up taking along one or another of the interns who wanted to dive. Usually, they had taken a few lessons at their college, but never really dove in the ocean before.
Dont Assume
I grabbed my shave kit and headed to the bathroom to sss. (shit, shower, and shave) I quickly took care of business and jumped into the shower. The hot water pouring from the showerhead felt fantastic. As I soaped my body I began to relax a bit, however my cock was on the rise. I thought of having a quick jerk, thinking that the prospect of Jason driving 4 hours to meet a man 20 years his senior was pretty slim. I slowing began to soap up my now hard cock....Man that feels good, I thought, as I quickly stroked my cock. My fast approaching orgasm made me almost oblivious to my surroundings. Just as I'm about to cum I hear a loud banging. Freezing in mid-stroke I jump from the shower, grab a towel and head for the door, rather pissed that I'd been interrupted.
My Neighbor the Hot Fireman
I know it was wrong of me but I couldn't help myself. I had been eyeing that hunk since the day I moved in when I realized that if I got into the bathroom at just the right time I could see him strip down for his shower. He was about 6'5" and he had long coal black hair that came to the middle of his back, from what I had seen of his eyes they looked gray and his whole body seemed to fit his height perfectly, he had a big body, hard, it looked like all muscle.
Educating The Prince
When I had gone to West College School from the time I was thirteen I knew then that I had an exceptionally large cock, and also that I enjoyed the sexual feelings for other boys more so than for girls. It didn't concern me at the time as I had numerous sexual adventures with my school chums, with several periods of love for another boy, but they didn't continue, mostly because, as I grew older I realized that all boys seem to go though a homosexual period in their early puberty period. It didn't worry me as I was happy with my situation.
Business Men Affairs
One afternoon, he was late coming back from his run. The activity coupled with the August heat were like a double whammy soaking his tanktop and running shorts, molding them to his body. As he entered the building, the cold from the air conditioning chilled him causing his nipples to become prominent throught the wet cotton. He jogged through the lobby, noticing the doors closing on one of the elevators. He shouted for someone to hold the elevator, and sprinted through the doors - right into one of the finest men he had ever seen.
When The Spider Became The Fly
I was a chubby guy, not out of the closet, and had no friends. I made friends with Sunil, an Indian guy who worked in my office. He was thin, and energetic, but like me was shy. He worked in the cubicle next to mine. We started going out for lunch together, and I was very attracted to him. Like me, he had been transferred from another city, and knew no one in town.
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Hot Piano Man
New York was the greatest place on earth to live. I still miss it a lot. But the long hard winters became a bit much for an older guy like me and I just love the Florida climate. No snow and ice suits me fine. My day job is in the publishing trade and I'm doing okay at it. Several nights a week I get to do what I really like best: I play and sing at a piano bar in town.
Spiritual Love Story
Her eyes flicked up and down, assessing me, still cold as only brown eyes can be; a colour that should be full of warmth, utterly devoid of it. I forced a cocky smile onto my face. She was the first client I had had in over a week. The first client I had had as a solo detective. And she had to be a bitch. Still, damned if I was going to let this bitch get away. "This is Alsop Kirk Detective Agency?" she asked, her eyes moving away from me to flick around the room, her lip curling slightly, as if distaining the slightly shabby interior. I tried to suppress a wince. "Just Kirk," I said. "I'm Richard Kirk, people call me Rick."
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