My Neighbor Made Me Do It -- Ch. 4 by: CapnSteelBoy Author's note: I hope you're enjoying this series, this chapter sees our boi taking things along his path of self improvement! Please comment if you have the time, as reading your reactions excites me into writing more things! Or drop me a line to let me know how much you love/hate this stuff! Cheers!...
All characters are older than 18. ***** Frank. I was 20, and he, 20 years older. At first he only seemed like the usual strict dad, who hated me for influencing his son to the wicked ways. I wasn't that bad, but he saw something in me. Something invasive. I didn't have much choice where hot dads were concerned. The hotter the dad, the most intrusive my e...
"What's your idea Ryan?" I asked, looking over at him. I was supposed to be the responsible adult escort for Ryan and a friend to go to his school dance. But earlier that night I had been dressed up in a costume—by Ryan's older sister—as a lady bumblebee, complete with giant tits, a short dress, thigh-high stockings and heels. Ryan's had then essentially u...
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...
Chapter Thirty-Four - Mints, Anyone? So what the hell was he going to do now? Had Aron called and he missed it or something? He checked his phone. No calls. Okay, he needed to see Aron. Wait, he needed to take a shower first. They were seriously going to have sex. If what the girl had said was true ... Of course it's true. Now we remember everything. I'm...
"Holy shit balls, what the fuck is that?" I found myself yelling, in the middle of a crowded restaurant. "I beg your pardon, Sir?" the waiter replied, bending closer as if to signal a quieter tone. "Don't 'Sir' me, ya little prick. What the fuck is that on my plate?" I continued, unabated. "Jason, keep it down, it really isn't worth a scene," my wife inte...
Chapter nine I hear a motorbike engine, the familiar roar of my old Kawasaki, my one concession to fun. I jump up, heading downstairs, because I know that's Slater and Mikey, and I know my time with Seb is coming to an end. I greet them outside, where they stand talking to each other, and they turn to me, their faces somber. Slater hands me the keys for my...
Note: I've deliberately withheld the names of the housemates in this story for two reasons: firstly, we are still friends, and secondly, they are authors on this website, like me. Sure, I could make up names for them, but why bother? Anyway, this story contains depictions of gay sex and water sports. For those that are squeamish about such topics, feel free...
Writer's note: this scenario contains some extreme dominance and submission. Just a heads up in case that is not your cup of tea. *** I went to the refrigerator and got myself another bottle of water. The liquid was wonderfully cold as it ran through me. I felt it refreshing and restoring my body after so much intense action. I finished it off with a sa...
My name is Stephen, Steve to my friends this is my story; I am a Media Graphic Art student in my middle year at a Glasgow University, my grades in my first year were very good and my finals for my second year are just over three months away in June. I was brought up in the Scottish Borders near Kelso by my mother and father who are helping to fund my studi...