"English. English, please. We have an American guest." I normally would have taken that as a friendly gesture, but I felt the sarcasm and condescension at the core of Elias Mikalaides's request that the men of the conclave discuss their topic in a language I could understand when he had gathered at Elias's bungalow late the next morning. It was like he was...
Chapter Two "You wish to feed, Master?" Dorian smiled and held out his hand. The young man before him slipped his hand into Dorian's and Dorian pulled him into the room. As the door shut behind them, muffling the sound of the music from the club below, he led the young man into the bedroom. When he turned, he nodded. The young man removed his clothing with...
The add said, "wanted, Houseboy willing to work hard in exchange for room and board and martial arts training. Live in only." I had come to Japan for two reasons, one I wanted to learn the ancient art of Ninjutsu from a true master and I was extremely attracted to stocky, muscular Japanese men. I had a fantasy of being a slave to my sensei in every sense of...
by PapaWereBear and UrsusMajr (This is the final, author-approved version of this story. It contains a few additions and minor corrections to spelling and punctuation. The authors hope you enjoy it.) Copyright, 2010. All rights reserved. No part of this story may be reproduced by any means, electronic or otherwise, without express permission of the authors...
The Watchman sensed it as it was happening. Such was both the gift and bane the gods had given him—not only that he could see much of what was to come but also that he could sense and feel much of what was happening now beyond his sight. He should have known. Dila was a man and yet he was also a child. When he was a child, as he lay under the Watchman and pl...
I was on assignment in the forest in the dead of winter taking pictures of trees. The snow was really coming down as I tinkered with my camera on its tripod until I thought I heard something. I look around, the falling snow really obstructing my vision, I couldn't make anything out. Then I saw him, over by my supplies. It looked like a huge, wild beast at f...
"Isn't she beautiful? Such sleek lines." "Yes. But for how much longer?" Paul Pettit answered his brother, Philip. They'd gone on shore in Naples for a morning away from the chaos of the quickly whipped-up double marriage ceremony and were returning to the yacht in a motor launch. The boat was anchored near the Isle of Capri, across Naples Bay. "I was talk...
This is a completed four-chapter story that will post by the end of May 2017. ***** "You need to pull the edge of the skirt down more, Alec. I can see your nuts from this angle. And can you hold the perfume bottle more under your chin and tilt your head up a bit more? It's supposed to at least look like it's about the perfume, not you. OK on the head tilt,...
Mason's House - Mason and Tyler Part Two I wake up not to a blaring alarm clock but to the presence of something warm and heavy pressing up against my puck. I'm laying on my side and I see a tan, very defined, veiny arm wrapped around my torso. My brain immediately goes to Brad as I start imagining his purple cockhead dripping with precum, just leaking...
The year is 1974. I just turned twenty and am still living at home with my parents. I hate it. But it's a small town and I can't move away until September when I start my first semester at university. I'm still a virgin. That being said, I walk around half hard most of the time obsessing about having sex with one of the older guys I see cruising around...