Ride Hard: The End Is Near

I guess I don’t really know how to end this, as is evident by the length of what I have written. What started out as me telling you a little about what was my boring life until I met a man named Jack Richards turned into a novel length story of ups and downs, but... Continue Reading →

Ride Hard: Fishing? Me?

On the Thursday of our week away Jack took us fishing, I couldn’t believe it when he told me of his plan, I mean me, a fishing person, seems so unlikely. He kind of sprung the idea on me over breakfast that morning and must have gotten me while I was weak a weakness brought... Continue Reading →

Ride Hard: Watching The Rain

The first thing Jack did when we returned to the cabin was light a fire. I’m not going to be rude and suggest it was part of “Macho Jack’s” routine, part of the caveman hunting, gathering and keeping his woman warm for the night, as cute as that was. But I’m not going to not... Continue Reading →

Ride Hard: Crackling Fire

A nice crackling fire in the fire place, a toasty warm cabin in the middle of seemingly nowhere, a rumbling and lightning filled thunderstorm rolling through the dark of night and a wonderful man to spend all that with. Can things get any better than that? For me I don’t think they can. As soon... Continue Reading →

Ride Hard: Winding Forest Roads

Not long after we’d had our Sunday breakfast we headed off on a drive along some of the windiest forest roads I’d ever been on. The Mustang and Jack handled the roads well with both caution and relatively ease at the same time, if that is possible. Yet again I was glad we hadn’t brought... Continue Reading →

Ride Hard: Jack The Boy Scout

I really wanted to sit on the table in Jack’s cabin with my legs wrapped around his waist holding him inside me all afternoon, but I had dishes to do! I’m only kidding, I know how that sounds and that’s why I said it that way, however there was no demands on me to do... Continue Reading →

Ride Hard: An Afternoon Of…

“What are we going to do this afternoon?” I asked Jack over lunch back at the cabin. After our walk up to the warm stream, our swim and or walk back down I wasn’t overly hungry, but I knew I had to eat something to replace all that energy I had used. Lunch wasn’t that... Continue Reading →

Ride Hard: Heading Back

Our walk back to the cabin was just as enjoyable as the walk up to the stream, the day had warmed a little bit but the cover of trees assured what warmth we had gained was not unbearable. I was quite thankful for the lack of wind too because I think that despite it being... Continue Reading →

Ride Hard: Swimming Naked

Jack and I swan around in the warm stream of water for what must have been an hour and I can honestly say it’s the best swimming experience I have ever had, pretty much exactly what Jack had said before we went in. Like I mentioned previous it was kind of like a warm bathtub,... Continue Reading →

Ride Hard: No One Watching?

“How can you be so sure?” I asked Jack. Having moved on from the silly conversations about sharks in the fresh water streams that meander their way through the woods near Jack’s mountain cabin we had moved on to a conversation about skinny dipping in the warm waters. My first stance had been about not... Continue Reading →

Ride Hard: Different Water?

“Dip your hand in the water.” Jack said as we approached the water’s edge. “Why? I’ve felt water before.” I replied. “Maybe, but the water here is different.” “Different how?” I was intrigued as to how the water up in the mountains was different. I have heard plenty of people say that the air out... Continue Reading →

I Want You Home

On the phone I hear your breath Breathing hard it’s silence’s death Panting gasps from down the line More you pant, the more I pine The more I pine, the deeper the lust Making me wait is so unjust There is no voice, only little moans I know what you’re doing by your changing tones... Continue Reading →

Ride Hard: A Quiet Walk

So for our first little vacation exercise, the one I gave Jack the choice to make, did in fact turn out to be a bush walk, hence the comfortable clothes and shoes. Since it was my first visit to the mountains cabin I of course had no idea where we were headed, whether it was... Continue Reading →

Ride Hard: Starting The Day

“So have you decided what we are going to do today?” I asked Jack as he placed a steaming mug of coffee in front of me where I sat at the table eating my breakfast, breakfast of eggs and bacon that he also made. “Well yeah I have.” Jack said as he returned to the... Continue Reading →

Ride Hard: Planning The Day

I shuffled slightly on my right shoulder and reached with my left arm looking for the table beside the bed which I knew was there. I was awake but my brain wasn’t having any luck convincing my eyes of that because they wouldn’t open properly. Through my blurry eyes I could tell that it wasn’t... Continue Reading →

Ride Hard: You Wash My Back…

“I would have thought that someone your age would have learnt to wash their own back by now?” Jack said to me as he stepped into the shower behind me. I felt his roughish hands on my bare hips and his soft lips on my neck as soon as he finished speaking. “There is a... Continue Reading →

Ride Hard: Serenading

Several times during the evening of our first night at the cabin Jack tried to prompt me into singing with him, but each time I politely declined the offer. He did his best to get me singing by playing some of the songs he’d heard me playing at home and found on my phone, but... Continue Reading →

Ride Hard: Any Requests?

Dinner wasn’t anything much, well actually it was, it was eggs, bacon, beans and toast, the ultimate camping menu item. The only thing we lacked was the camp fire to cook everything over, but we did cook it over a gas stove so I guess that was kind of close. We shared a bottle of... Continue Reading →

Ride Hard: M.A.S.T.E.R

I knew Jack’s comment about me getting the bags out of the car was a joke based on the silliness of the previous ten minutes where we played silly billy’s with the bunk beds in the spare rooms but that didn’t mean I wasn’t happy to help with the job. The first thing I noticed... Continue Reading →

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