Foreword My regular readers will all be well aware of the fact that my stories tend to be rather long, This, my latest offering is no exception and runs in total to some 43,000 + words. Set in the near future in post Brexit Britain, it explores how four different establishments react and adapt themselves to the latest law, which once again allows corporal p...
Josh and I went into the house through the garage. Robert was in the living room waiting for us, along with a man with dark hair, wearing a black suit. As we approached he said, "Hello Josh. And you must be TJ. Both Robert and my daughter have told me quite a bit about you." Robert must have seen the puzzlement on my face. "Teej, this is Patrick Landrum, my...
Warning: this story contains nonconsensual themes. * My name is James Francis and the following story is true and one that I have found to be continually on my mind sense that fateful early summer day. I am 42 years old, married to my beautiful wife Jane who is a flight attendant, two college age children, own a very nice house, two fancy cars and have a...
This is a copyrighted work of fiction. All rights reserved. All characters who engage in sex in this story are at least eighteen years of age. Warning, this story contains explicit descriptions of male/male sex. Many thanks to my editor Lin Hall for his sharp eye and sharper wit. Also, I am very appreciative of my beta readers, nomoretears00 and Josh, for...
Polite notice. This story contains scenes of a sexual nature featuring two or more adult men over 18. These are entirely fictional but with a basis in actual events. Any names of individuals or places have been changed. If you are under the age of 18 or you have objection to reading materials of this kind, leave now. *** Thoughtlessly, I realised, only aft...
As soon as Roger walked through the saloon-style doors, Kent reached for a glass. He'd never before seen a man in such need of a drink. If the dark rings under his brown eyes weren't enough, his incorrectly buttoned-up shirt and mop of dishevelled brown hair clearly used to more attention than it was currently getting were a clear indication that Roger was...
I'm not sure if even the National Weather Service was prepared for how much snow would fall that week in February. Their numbers were way off and the Montana valley where The Fox Chase Inn was nestled was crippled by at least four feet of snow. It was the worst winter in ten years, or so the locals said. Not that I cared. I wasn't going anywhere. More bad...
As promised a long time ago but sadly put aside for other reasons and forgotten. Here is the ending of Jack and Toby. A fan wrote and asked for the conclusion just the other day, and I didn't realize that I hadn't put it on. So here it is. As always, thank you for reading. Comments are always appreciated. ******* **Toby** Over the few months after the re...
"Lincoln, little one," I stirred in his arms and blinked up to see Samir looking down at me with concern. The morning sun was beginning to peek in through the windows. He was out of the bed and dressed for work. But today was Friday and we had planned to spend the day hiking through a canyon well outside the city. "I let you sleep in as long as I could. I...
This is the ninth story in my Oral Friends series. This story, like all my others, is pure fantasy. It comes from my perverted little brain almost too easily. I hope you enjoy it. Sorry it's been so long since my last submission. ********** Hi, my name is Phil. If you've been reading my other tales you know that my best friend, Rich, and I are 'friends wi...