It's a particularly warm day as Kevin and I lounge on the couch. The sun shines through the window next to the couch, its warmth counteracting the cool breeze of the air conditioning. He's snuggled with a pillow on his chest as he watches a TV show on the projector and drinks from a glass of whiskey and ginger ale. His firm legs are across my lap, and he per...
The following story is a fictional account. The characters are entirely unreal and so are their situations. Thus no direct attention was paid to probability or safety for the characters. Such practices should not transfer over to real life situations. Practice safe, sane and consensual sex. For your own damn good. If you have problems or issues with queer po...
The following story is a fictional account. The characters are entirely unreal and so are their situations. Thus no direct attention was paid to probability or safety for the characters. Such practices should not transfer over to real life situations. Practice safe, sane and consensual sex. For your own damn good. If you have problems or issues with queer po...
Chapter Eleven WORK TO DO & BUTTERFLY KISSES I fixed breakfast the morning for the both of us. I was wearing pink hipster panties with the word SASSY across the seat and a white cami with pink trim which showed my flat belly. The material was lightweight and tight against my lean torso. You could clearly see my nipples which were as pointy as gumdrops. My...
(Author's Note: This is the third installment in the brownstone series. In reading order it is Michael, chapters 1 and 2, Charles chapters 1,2 and 3.) * When I woke up I was in my bed. There wasn't a part of my body that didn't hurt. The nausea I felt earlier reared its ugly head and within a moment of being awake I started throwing up. Peter just held my...
Adam looked at the floor as Pastor Julian took a seat at the desk. No doubt his father had told the Pastor about what he had done. 'Look up at me son,' said Pastor Julian sternly. Adam looked up into Pastor Julian's eyes wishing the ground would swallow him up. He could see the disgust in the Pastor's eyes. Feel the judgement for the things he had done....
Porter's locker is next to mine. He's that guy nobody really likes because he's a complete douchebag. However, since he isn't into dumb shit like Dungeons and Dragons and he's rich, he's never quite at the bottom of the social tier. We have three classes together but I don't talk to him. I think he's friends with Crispin. "I saw you," he says one day. "Oh...
Chapter 2 - The Highland Festival - The Ride Continues This story contains elements of non-consensual relations, and abuse. This story is a fantasy and should be taken as such. If you don't like my story, then don't read it, or better yet write your own. This is my first story and something I'm trying out. For those wishing to add nice comments, or HELPFUL...
My name is Dick and this is the story of when I ended up in Homo-World, the adventures I had there and how it ended. It started a normal enough day, I woke up, took a shower, brush teeth etc. It was Sunday and I had nothing planned when Love called and asked "Hey, you have anything planned?" "Honey, it's Sunday. The only thing anyone ever plan...
Chapter Seven PRETTY PINK BOTTOMS The first step on my trip down that path happened one hot Sunday afternoon. I had just come out of my bedroom after spending a few hours in the pool. I was wearing a pair of loose fitting boxer shorts which hung low on my butt. I was drying my hair with a towel. Mr. Clemons was there to meet me in the hallway with that...