I was jittery, so jittery. My index finger tapped out an unknown melody to which my heavy boots provided a rumbling bass beat in the aisle of the plane, much to the dismay of the woman sitting on the other side. I smiled uneasily and turned away, trying to force myself to stop fidgeting so much. I had just finished my first tour of Afghanistan as a Marine. I had been stationed in about a million other places; South Korea,...

Three days in Tokyo Day 1 By The Old Sailor This is as good a place as any to remind you that there is something very erotic about having a cock between your lips, and feeling the shaft glide over then and the head brushing over the roof of your mouth as it slips deeper into your mouth. The heat of the shaft, the taste of the pre-seminal fluids, the knowledge that you are giving pleasure just as you is receiving it. And t...

Growing up, I was lucky enough to live in a relatively peaceful region of the frontier. Not everyone had that luxury, and I have always been grateful to those who risked their lives to provide that peace. The Silicon Age had its head lodged so far up its rectum that no one was prepared for the social adjustments that were necessary when skin color no longer counted as a racial difference. There were endless wars on Earth,...

“Please Mommy! Can’t we go see Santa?” cried the twin girls. Victoria Kramer was wishing she was anywhere but the mall right this moment, but here she was, and of all days, she was there on Christmas Eve. She was here because her mother called her in a panic asking – no begging – her to pick up those special cheese nut balls that only Hickory Farms sold in the mall during Christmas. Victoria had agreed before she realized...

Afternoons in the barracks complex's communal lounge had become a sort of informal study group since the start of my relationship with Sam. I had to work hard to keep up with the math required by our school and there was no way I could concentrate alone in a room with my lover, making a crowded public place the only real option. And it was a tough school, so I seldom lacked for company. Usually Sam was right there with me...

Samuel and I went through our morning routine the day after the handjob in a sort of grinning awkwardness. The only acknowledgment of what had happened was Sam feigning throwing his cum-encrusted towel at me when he got up. No comment was made until we were sitting in the galley at lunch and someone started going on comically about how horny he was. “Yeah,” said Sam amidst the group's laughter. “I had a sex dream last nig...

Note: This won't make much sense without having read the first two chapters. Sleeping with Sam curled around me was... well, if I use words like “dreamy” I'll have to make fun of myself. Let's just say I enjoyed it. Didn't do much actual sleeping, of course. Tough to drift off with a new lover's bare skin all over yours. And it was the same for Sam, he spent a lot more time nuzzling my neck than he did snoring. Which mean...

Setting note: I was in the US Navy before DADT was implemented. Samuel and I weren't paranoid, there was actual imprisonment on the table if one was caught being gay. I subscribe to the belief that it is no crime to break an unjust law, but the military doesn't exactly share that view. I didn't realize my sexuality until after I'd enlisted, and the choice I made was to stay for my enlistment rather than taking an Other Th...

"Sappy damn movies," Amanda muttered as she mopped the tears from her eyes with the back of one hand and pressed stop on the DVD remote with the other. The old Sandra Dee movie, Imitation of Life, always made her squall like a baby. It was just the most recent tear jerker in a long line of tear jerkers she had subjected herself to over the last couple of months. She couldn't find the will or the want to do anything other...