Hooked

– An A.I. Exercise – Meet Peter, a meticulous man with a penchant for order and cleanliness. His day typically starts with a crisp shave, a cup of black coffee, and a meticulously organized wardrobe. His shoes, a collection of pristine sneakers, line the floor of his closet like soldiers at attention, each pair spotless…

Pilfered, Part 2

– A Horny Short Series – The latch popped and the compact’s liftgate rose with the dual whir of struts heaving-ho.  Ari stepped forward and immediately noted the absence of his boots in the small the cargo area. He stared momentarily at the dusty rubber mat, blinking as many of us do when trying to…

Pilfered, Part 1

– A Horny Short Series – Philip’s heart raced as though all of his exertions were needed to bottle his urges. It wasn’t working, though. In spite of the cardiac beatboxing in his chest and the audible thrum of the blood pushing through his veins, he could feel the cold, viscous touch of his excitement…

Follow Me in Merry Measure…

Wishing my readers and viewers a Happy Holiday and a joyous New Year! I hope you will continue to join me as we step into new adventures, both on page and on screen. Cheers!

Slippery Slope, Part 2

– A Horny Short Series – No fruit is sweeter than that which has been plucked from the forbidden tree.  This revelation probably comes to most people fairly early in life.  For me, it was at the age of fourteen.  By that point I had spent an entire year polishing my joystick with any sock…

Slippery Slope, Part I

– A Horny Short Series – My phone gave a brief pulse of vibration, and I glanced at the notification. It was a text from Coworker. Instantly, I felt the familiar flood of adrenaline laced with shame. I dropped the half-eaten toast on the plate with a crusty clink and swiped my thumb up the…

Horny Scenes

It’s hot outside! This balmy summer weather sets the stage for the latest micro-story: “Outside the Office Window.”
23 JUN 2024

Damn Dog

– A Horny Short – Ross Kelly didn’t expect or even seem to want much from life. As such, he rarely gave thought to much of anything beyond what was happening in the moment. Now was no different. Completely lost in the thrum of the pressure washer and the rhythmic switchbacks of the wand as…