Rick's mother schlepped into the kitchen in just a mint-green hospital smock and fluffy bedroom slippers. She took a searching, not altogether approving, look at her son, hunched over a cereal bowl, textbooks fanned out around him. Then she moved to the counter beside the refrigerator, took up a half-empty package of cigarettes she found there, and lit a cig...
omfg!!! i finally finished this! um the nxt chapter may take a lil longer to post considering the fact that i haven't even started it...orz. anyways enjoy lovelies! ~ ** Chapter Four December I really feel warm and comfy. I poked Jarred in the forehead and the giant didn't wake. He still hadn't woken up when I slipped from his vice like clutch. God, I d...
I had both the advantages and curses of being a rock star. I could afford to go anywhere I wanted on the spur of the moment or as the mood hit me, but if a mood hit me that would land me in the tabloids, I'd better be prepared to go to the ends of the earth. The mood had hit me to get the most exotic and total fuck that I could find by the most talented cock...
I sat there and read the words for a second time: Knock twice then open the door and come in. Close the door behind you. Remove your shoes and socks then stand and wait for direction. Do not say a word the entire time unless you are instructed to or are asked a direct question. Any deviation from these directions and you will be asked to leave immediately....
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** "Danny! Hurry up!" "For fucks sake Sean, would you chill out? You act like you've never seen a pool before." "Not one that was actually clean and full enough to swim in! Now come on!" Danny sighed and rolled his eyes as his twin brother raced ahead of him, bare feet slapping on...
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* Hello and welcome to the sixth chapter of Poor Simon! All characters are 18+ enjoy! * I woke up when the green numbers on Master's alarm clock read 6:52. I stretched and yawned and rested, quietly basking in the memory of Master's lips touching my forehead. The warm feeling was quickly chased away by sick fear. I was going to see the Doctor today. I c...
Martin's palms felt sweaty as he got off the bus and started the long descent down to the beach, and his heart pounded away in his ribcage. It was like being caught with his hand in the cookie jar; just being in the proximity of "the beach" made him feel like he was committing some grave sin, but his lust and desire and excitement drove him on. He had been...
The first time I saw Steven I thought he was just some goofy kid. There I was, sitting in a conference room flipping through headshots. I put aside a photo of Dwayne, the pudgy man performing in front of me – obviously in his mid-thirties despite his résumé’s claim of being twenty-seven – to a Polaroid of some kid’s face. Yes, a Polaroid. Where all the other...
Dear Readers, This is the third installment of the series. The story is on a slow burn, so I hope you'll buckle in and take this ride with me. Oh, and this isn't a stand alone, so peek at the first chapters please. As always, comments are appreciated. Enjoy! ~M The ringing of the phone weaved its way into the dream I was having involving me waking Jar...