![]() For one thing, Zachary Jain’s Bavaria, Serendipity, was certainly moored close at hand on that occasion. ![]() Anton studies the painting, uncertain-uncaring that for all its realistic style, it is actually just an impression. One of young Fourteen’s Instagrams, or a compilation of the cruise’s images. The painting is a sunny contrast to the west coast November drizzle-grey and geometric brutalist facades flanking it.Īnton recognized the source material immediately when Daniel proudly presented it to him. Paid for with Daniel’s first month’s salary. Daniel presented it to Anton on their first month anniversary together in Seattle. It is a stunning reminder of their half-a-year cruise. Sirocco anchored off Isle Quatre in the Grenadines. Anton’s oil of a male nude sleeping has been replaced by a bespoke piece of realism. There are new touches of Daniel about the living room. It is not the first party filled with hot, slutty, costumed men Anton has attended or missed. Valtesse’s sexy-spook burlesque revue was simply a warm-up for the promised after-party(s). Daniel messaged his apologies when Anton landed at SEA. La Fin, the Halloween kink cabaret at The Ruins has started, too bad about that. The drizzle that followed him from the airport continues. He thought Daniel would be back before he was.Īnton goes over to the postage stamp balcony. The clock turned back to 8:30 pm while Anton slept through flight service. A last all-day meeting in Waltham at his mother’s behest, and the 5:00 pm flight out of BOS. A day’s debauch in Manhattan was all Anton could spare this trip with his oldest, truest friend. Thank god I can sleep anywhere, another setup worthy of a Tyrone-quick retort. ![]() Anton looks around his sparse living room, missing Tyrone. Quality is in the company you keep, not what you put in your mouth. The young man was a pleasant diversion who blitzkrieged through Anton’s Maginot Line at the Vines Resort & Spa in Mendoza. Is it safe? but that was boys from Brazil. Greatgrandson of some Nazi death-doctor emigré, Anton speculates. He had it in a village in La Rioja, Argentina to celebrate Fiesta of the Chiqui and a stunning man, who now that Anton thinks of it, looked very much like Fourteen. The bourbon is satisfying, but of less interest than say, chilled aloja de chaucha with its orange-like hue. Toffee accented with a whiff of wood slat, the notes of tropical fruit linger like a wistful memory of Sirocco suspended by the transparent water off Isle Quatre. The bourbon was a birthday present from some years ago. He tops it up with soda, imagining Tyrone Casey’s anguished scream. Thanks to those who keep Philip and me updated on your interest.Īnton Schroeder checks the time on the microwave and lets another two fingers of Old Forester slip down into his highball glass. ![]() I also want to add a shout-out to Mischief Night who answered my call for a proofreader. Thanks so much to Philip Marks for his contributions and the background conversations that bring the story onto the page. Will you join your fellow authors and readers to support Nifty? To contribute discreetly to the continuing operations of the Nifty Erotic Stories Archive website using a credit card or other methods of donation, go to If you would like to comment, contact me at. I hope you like it and feel free to respond.įourteen runs through five progressions, with frequent interludes. All the characters, events and settings are the product of my overactive imagination. If you find the subject objectionable, then read no further. If you are a minor, then it is illegal for you to read this story. Like so many of my stories, this is a voyage and return. The following story is for adults and contains graphic descriptions of sexual contact between adolescent and adult males and the power imbalance of these relationships.
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