Author's note: This is what I hope is only the first installment of me and my three stepbrothers, how I became their sex toy, their slut. Future installment will depend on what they want me to do, and on the reaction I get from you, the readers. Reference to ages has been omitted, so either assume the characters are of age, or use your imaginations and fill...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. **** Stallion Lust Simmer the stallion grunted as he w...
Thank you for following Ryan from the Judge Ordered Slavery story to the Farm Boi series. This started as a series that had some of my own life experiences. We are way beyond that now. I don't know about other writers, but when I start something I have an idea...and then sometimes those characters come alive inside of my mind and take over the story. I becom...
I was immediately suspicious. Leon was smiling today and talking nice. Just yesterday he'd popositioned me for the hundreth time and I'd turned him down for the hundreth and one times—I'd turned him down before he asked the first time—and then he'd gotten pissy and I'd given him lip back and he'd pulled back a lucrative assignment. A faded, and largely harml...
For fifteen years after the end of World War II, the British government retained conscription. Young men of eighteen were called up to serve two years National Service in the armed forces. Some guys were sent to fight in wars, some to defend the last turbulent outposts of the British Empire; I was sent to Germany where I got fucked bow legged. Of all the s...
"Want to see something really cool?" Ralph asked. Ralph and I were sitting on the bench seat from an old pickup in the hayloft of the barn behind his parent's house. Suburban sprawl had invaded the old farm's land and the barn was a disused relic of the rural past. The hayloft was a nice private space where Ralph and I could hide out and talk about importa...
The day was uncharacteristically warm, but the nights were still pretty cold. There wasn't much that could actually be done outside in the garden plots until the ground got much warmer. Jacopo wouldn't be back until tomorrow, Matthias thought. He contemplated going down to the river for a quick swim -more fun that a bath. Matthias had stayed behind to care...
"Who knows? Not me. We never lost control." -- Kurt Cobain, from David Bowie I noticed the young doctor the moment he cautiously opened the kitchen door with his worn canvas duffel bag hanging over his slumped right shoulder. His eyes looked bright but tired. The best word I could use to describe him would be complex, or maybe distant, as if he was a bit...
INTRODUCTION Four young Frenchmen had been hiding out in the barn ever since the German occupation of France. They remained in the loft of the barn all day and then snuck out at night to gather some food. As they remain concealed from the German army they felt secure in the barn. Secure enough to be naked and have sex. Andre has just finished fucking Marcel...
I followed you as you went from ride to ride at the town's carnival. When I first spotted you it was your long flowing chestnut hair that caught my eye but soon my eyes wandered down your fit body to my desired spot. Your bulge was massive underneath the tight stone washed jeans you were wearing. I knew I had to have you right then. You caught my stare a f...