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  1. The political climate in the US would suggest many uses for this word...
  2. RolandQ

    Chapter 36

    In the first chapters of the original Granger tales, I was struck by the profound knowledge and scholarship of seamanship. With each subsequent chapter, my respect for the author's vast knowledge of history, geography, politics, cuisine and on and on - not to mention intimate interludes that liven these endlessly fascinating tales. Bravo and many thanks.
  3. Too short a telling of self lost, love lost, self found, love regained. Some real passion and good old sex, too. Thank you.
  4. Kissing is the most intimate of exchanges...
  5. RolandQ

    Handling It

    Love the trajectory of the story - my one issue is the speed - not much time for reflection and coming to a life changing realization - but the premise of the story - the focused therapy - addresses that. I guess my own need to ruminate and struggle is boring for others...;)
  6. RolandQ

    The Pool

    I have had a similar experience in the New Warrior Training Weekend - speaking of a profound grief and hidden self to a group of strangers. There I found support and learned processes, much as described in this story, that have helped me cope. The story has brought back much of the learning and wisdom. Thank god for therapy.
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    First times - whatever the event - were revelatory for me. Those hungers I could never define suddenly, compellingly clear.
  8. RolandQ

    Talking it Out

    Finding ways to be open with oneself is what I take away from this chapter. I too have deeply suppressed desires and opportunities not taken. My opening came from a random hookup with man who treated much as Lucas treats Grey. He remains my confidant though circumstances have each of us in lives apart. Thank you for the reminders of important things in my life.
  9. RolandQ

    Part 30

    My one regret with this story is that there is not another phenomenal sex scene to lust through. A deft telling of becoming and realization of what love might be. Many points of identification with characters and envy of their encounters. Bravo
  10. RolandQ

    Part 15

    A common fantasy, nonetheless, the teacher and former, of age student. Got me going, yet again with this story.
  11. RolandQ

    Chapter 1

    Continuing one of my favorite reads. Thank you.
  12. RolandQ

    Chapter 1 -

    Thank you for the review. I'll be working on additional chapters. I wanted to get an idea Of interest.
  13. RolandQ

    Chapter 1 -

    The engine roared to life, settling into a steady purr as he backed out of the driveway. He turned off the radio, no longer interested in news or music, not wanting the intrusion into his thoughts. He was not one given to introspection, yet the events of this night had awakened his mind on many levels. There had been satisfaction, physical satisfaction, but also much more. He had climaxed twice, himself. Her first orgasm came as he entered her, her vulva stretching over his thick cockhead. And again in response to his steady stroking, then finally as he plunged deep into her as he released his seed. Her husband was alone in frustration, denied orgasm at his command, though the husband’s cock strained against his underwear from the first moments of the seduction. Perhaps afterwards, after he had left, she had welcomed her husband into loving embrace, taking him with the enthusiasm she had shown the stranger they had admitted to their marital bed. Perhaps the husband had locked himself in the bathroom to secretly masturbate away his need. Or Perhaps the husband lay weeping in humiliation and guilt. He felt power. The power of his body, muscled, yet lean at the peak of manhood. The power of his cock, proudly larger than most men, seemingly always ready. But, mostly, it was the power he felt over these two people. From the first moment, he sensed that he owned their very souls. Yes, she was hesitant at first, but the husband was in thrall, encouraging, then pleading with his wife to take on the stranger, revealing his own need to please the stranger. His second orgasm came as the husband, responding to his command, knelt before him to “clean him off.” The wife, prone with exhaustion on the bed was able only to turn her head toward her kneeling husband. The expressions that crossed her face ranged from shock to amazement to smug revenge. There was her husband of many years, submissively, eagerly lapping at the strangers engorged cock, still wet with her juices. What petty grievances were paid with this act of servile compliance. Had the husband insisted on sex? Or simply missed a birthday or anniversary? Her life companion had been reduced to an eager cocksucker, a supplicant to the stranger who had taken her. He grabbed the husbands head, driving deep into the throat, again feeling his power of the husband. His orgasm rose quickly. “Suck my cock, you miserable bastard. Take my cum. Swallow every drop.” The husband complied, eyes streaming with effort to accommodate the thick organ shooting load after load into his mouth and throat, even more than he had dumped into the wife.. With a final grunt, he released the husband, letting him fall to the floor. The man walked into the bathroom, cleaning himself at the sink, leaving used towels strewn about, further leaving his mark. He dressed, not deigning to look upon the stricken couple he had just used for his personal pleasure. Just as he began to open the front door to leave, he became aware of the husband coming down the stairs. He turned to see the husband, still naked, still painfully erect, yet cowering. The stranger reached out to the husband, drawing him to his chest in an embrace. The husband submitted. The stranger leaned in, his mouth close to the husband’s ear, speaking in a hoarse whisper, “Next time, I’ll do you.” With that he was out the door to his car and away. He replayed the events of the evening in his mind as he drove away, his cock becoming erect again, despite the previous orgasms. His organ gave a certain pleasure within the confines of his clothes, a certain pride at his accomplishments. “Yes, big boy,” he thought, “you’ll get to come out and play again.”
  14. RolandQ

    Chapter 3

    You've touched me very closely. I too was there. It still tears at me. I'm intrigued by a story of another survivor.
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