I headed out a bit after Kyle had returned to his apartment, not so much that it looked like I was rushing, but enough so that I still looked like I was in control. Which I was. He was close to a window to see me head out, but I didn't make it look like I had noticed. Expected at this stage, but not something he should continue. He needed to be dependent on...
With fairly good looks, sunkissed skin and light brown hair you are very unassuming, able to be just another face in the background an trait you have used to your advantage. Your life up until this point hadn’t been the easiest kicked out by your homophobic parents as a teen you had spent the last few years on the streets. Barely scraping by you became disil...
Note: English isn't my mother tongue so have that in mind when reading, but I tried my best. Sorry for the grammar mistakes and all that jazz; be kind about it or better yet, let me know what I'm doing wrong in a respectful way. I will be publishing more often... at least for this series. Hope you enjoy! *** "Our star judge finally dares to show up!" Kenda...
Thank you all who have been reading and following along. I always appreciate getting feedback. It helps with becoming a better writer and it's always an ego boost, so feel free to reach out. I will always respond! The usual spiel: This isn't a stroke story, (more porn with plot.) Be warned, it's very long. 33 chapters, and many sexless ones before it gets s...
"You feel like ordering takeout?" "It's three in the morning Heero, even if we called it in, no one would deliver it." Despite the ungodly hour, neither agent was the least bit bored, stir crazy, or cursing the funeral they'd traded these shift hours to attend. Right. Well, except for the dead guy (since it really wasn't his fault). "Believe me Duo...
Virginia had said it wanted the British and Hessian prisoners, but it wasn't fully prepared to receive them. When George Washington, the military commander for the colonialists, decided that Boston was just too close to where there were British troops in strength to be confident the large number of prisoners from the Battle of Saratoga wouldn't just be freed...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** My dad secretly likes to have sex fights with other guys. I found out about this a couple years ago when I got a bit too curious as to what he and his buddies usually do on the basement. That's where Dad keeps his own personal wrestling ring, but I figured that's not unusual conside...
The first week in April the south wing was finished. As construction neared its end, Matt started having thoughts about what came next in his life. He couldn't just sit in Brambleton and vegetate. He needed something to do. And he needed to stop procrastinating in contacting Dashad. What he really needed was Dashad here, fucking him. Not in Archie's bedroom,...
We proudly present the third and final part of the first in a series of unjustly neglected underground classics of erotica, revived and reinterpreted for your entertainment and pleasure by Tristan Trotsky, a noted dilettante of decadent literature. --- 0 --- But meanwhile, the reader might well enquire, what of Swift Nick, what has happened to the Dandy H...
There he stood, my rapist...could I call him a rapist when I enjoyed it so much? When I had wanted more? Either way, he was the man who had taken my ass in the woods not too long ago. Now here he was, standing in my doorway, asking to be invited in. I stood blinking. I hadn't processed a response to that. As if anticipating my thoughts and fading relucta...