Note: This story has an almost entirely straight guy who is bribed by sexual favors from two women into having oral sex with a gay man. It's a sequel to the story "Hannah and Helen," but it's complete in and of itself. It's not necessary to read the earlier story. "I still want to draw your dick when it's hard," the lovely dark-haired Hannah said to me...
He deceived me. Or did I deceive myself? The late June wedding was being held on the Nags Head beach not more than six blocks down the Outer Banks from my East Driftwood Street cottage just south of Kitty Hawk. I wasn't at the wedding ceremony. I was home, where I was drinking beer, crushing cans, watching the clock, and seething. I was slouching in a brok...
"Hey Evan." Evan Malone looked up from his table. Now that he'd moved to days, he was up at six am every morning to hit the gym. He had showered and was getting one last jolt of caffeine at a little bodega in Venice before heading out when he saw Andy from the station standing in front of him. "You mind if I join you?" "Sure, of course. Have a seat." An...
There was this guy that I'd seen around a lot, who worked in the building I worked in, on the first floor, at His TV. I didn't know what they did there, but I think it was some small production arm of a big local station. He was very good looking, in a straight-guy kind of way. His body was compact, tight. He moved like an athlete. He always wore jeans and s...
So far, this is my favorite series. I hope you all like it as much as I do. I've taken special time to put some of my best writing in it. This story has a lot of ground to cover so please bear with the slow pace. I promise, the payoff will be grand!! ***** The Finish foot hills were no joke. It was a very cold, rainy wet terrain with gusts of winds that...
"There was a time when you believed in Magic," Lenore said quietly, all the while staring at me with those weird, gold cat's eyes of hers. "Believed in the land of the Summer people." I hated it when she sprang that old soul shit on me. Not only was it creepy as hell, but the last thing I needed was to have to worry about past lives. I was having a bitch o...
--- Tyler Those few weeks of 'living safe' were a drag. I ran out of interesting things to cook, no matter how many recipes I googled. I didn't eat spicy food so that halved everything at least. When I was regularly bottoming in sex I just wasn't going to risk spices. Sometimes Darren could go so hard and rough I needed a few days' break anyways. Especiall...
This is the fourth chapter of 'Pony Boy' and, if you haven't read the rest, then please do so first. Quite a bit of the story refers back to events in the earlier parts and it won't make much sense if you read them out of order. And, of course, there are the usual disclaimers; anyone involved in sexual acts is over eighteen and we're all fictional. Enjoy...
When my eyes opened on the morning after my first workout session with Daniel, I wondered if I had been transported to some kind of medieval torture chamber while I slumbered. Or if the Black Death had made a sudden come back and ravaged my body overnight. Maybe small pox? Or Polio? I was engrossed in a pain the likes of which I had never experienced, neve...
Thank you all for your messages and comments! I know some people are going to be upset with this chapter, but I promise it is important and builds to something better in the next one! -Emri -+-{Lincoln's Pride}-+- -'[Part 12]'- "What the fuck?" I whispered to myself as I watched a strange guy walking up the front driveway. It was two in the morning and t...