THE WORLD TAKEN OVER BY SEX-ZOMBIES It starts with a sound. One shrill long blast of sound... I was lying on the bed with Mark. He was sucking my cock. Not that urgent kind of frantic build-up cock-sucking, but the slow leisurely self-indulgent cock-socking that comes some time after climax. In that warm afterglow of sex. And he's so good. Which makes it a...
*** Dylan O appears in my Mason series. This is part of a planned series of spin offs featuring characters from the "In'DaMan'd" Universe.*** ***** Dylan O Meets: Kelvin "No Dylan, you are not hearing me, the offers are coming in its just that you are too picky, if we could just sit down and focus on the direction you want to take it would be much easier....
Another chapter with our boys. I have so much in store; I hope y'all are half as excited as I am. Just gotta find the time to write! Finally I've found a British friend kind enough to review my dialogue, so to those of you who have complaints, I say: Bugger off! Not really though. I love you all. Anyway. Along you scroll. - Leon xx -----------...
[start of recording] Do you want anything before we start? Water, coffee, soda? Maybe some water? Sure, let me grab you a water bottle. Have a seat. I'll be right back and then we'll do a quick sound check. Gotcha. [faint humming] Here you go. How do the headphones feel? Are they comfortable? They feel fine. Great, we'll talk a bit while I check leve...
Being Vince's friend had unexpected benefits. Sometimes they ate out at some casual restaurant, but one day Vince texted Arthur's phone with the weirdest message. "Hey, Dude! Want some steak?" Arthur texted back, "Did you buy some steak?" "Nope. Let's go out! My treat!!" The restaurant was so nice. Vince said he had a reservation, but the person he w...
Chapter 6-- Lucky Charms I jumped up. I was late for work-- 8:32 with a dot. First day back to work and draggin' ass. Coffee bit my nostrils, and a heat wave prediction from Chet Sands, Channel Three's ace weatherman, bombarded my ear drums. Sid was up and hadn't woke me. "Shit, I'm late," I said, stumbling out of the bedroom shoving my right leg in my...
I wasn't sure I wanted to go to Randy's party. On the one hand, it's the last days of the winter break, and I had only just gotten back into town from seeing my family over the holidays - it would have been nice to take this Saturday night off and get things in order before class starts up on Monday. Professor Hensley has already sent us an email with an adv...
Note: This story has been previously published on the Nifty Archives. * * * * * To bow. To worship. To breed. These are the notes of his symphony, his soul's hunger. His eyes dart from body to body, evaluating, finding nothing of either sustenance or substance. In his emptiness, I sense his desperation for my religion. He seeks a fane with an altar of...
Author note: Thanks to everyone for all the feedback. I'm sorry this story isn't everyone's cup of tea, but this story is hard to categorize since it blends sci fi, fantasy and romance. If it's not for you, pass it by. Since the premise is about the process of finding out that Wes is jumping universes, saying this upfront uncovers a major plot device in the...
In which our hero has a taste of old and new. I gaze out the window on a lovely but very windy Sunday afternoon. It is late fall and the leaves are blowing wildly through the air. I sip my blueberry coffee and reflect that the chaos outside matches my feelings. Thad the magnificent has just left and I think for the last time. It is with profound mixed feel...