(Continues the story begun in An Appalachian Trail Romance and The Wedding) Long, sinewy muscles like bands of flexible steel rippling beneath smooth skin tanned to a lustrous bronze lent power to each punch and kick with which Stephen assaulted the weighty kicking bag. Like the sharp crack of a whip, his limbs cut through the air and struck the bag in a f...
This is the latest story in the life of David, a bisexual married man, who loves to indulge in gay sex whenever he gets a chance. Earlier this month, David's wife was out of town visiting her mother, and he decided it was a good chance to have some real fun, and cure the incipient horniness that had been building up for a while. First, he checked his ad on...
After a restless night, I awoke Saturday morning to a feeling of great anticipation. Just remembering the previous night's activities sent my body into immediate burn, and my cock stiffened in my shorts. Rolling onto my back, I pushed the covers down, reached into my cotton boxers and pulled my dick out. My cock is cut, standing 7" fully erect from neatly...
Author's Notes: Much thanks and love to my dear Fallon and Sarah who provided me mad brainstorming when I failed at plot. * The wind howled like a symphony of sick dogs trained to sing commercial jingles. Jason slumped into the ski lodge, cursing God, snow and his uncle Errol, for sending him to some god-forsaken corner of the world where they still had f...
"Keep your door open tonight. I will be back later." With that, he turned, and closed his door. I walked naked to my bed. The sheets were spotted with cum from all the fucking Scott and I had done earlier. I decided to take the other queen bed in the room. I pulled back the covers and slid between the cool sheets. I looked at the clock on the wall. It was a...
Reader Warning: Over the course of several chapters this story will contain cuckoldry, forced-bi, male chastity, humiliation, and other female domination themes. These kinks are not for everyone; if you do not enjoy FemDom themes you will not enjoy this story. * A week had passed since Colin had sucked his first cock in the glory hole. Veronica had held hi...
The tall, powerfully built, dark-haired man gazed blandly, almost with boredom, at the people below him. Men and women, some in mixed or single sex pairs or in mixed or single groups, some clearly Dom/Sub, but all with one thing in common. Leather. He moved to sit on a luxurious black leather settee situated on a circular mezzanine. The scene below was watc...
Matteo ran fiercely at first, but the raw and simple fact was, that he didn't have a lot of strength. The pads of flesh on his sides and flanks were wasted, and his ribs and hip bones were visible even through his thick reddish coat. The wind cut through his thick fur and froze his weakened body. The woods was alien to him. All of the scents were strange an...
Hi guys! A little bit more reckoning this week, but no resolution yet. But no fear! The resolution is coming! Short chapter this week, but still exciting things happening! Thanks for sticking it out with me so far!! Yours, Hudson Copyright © 2018 by Hudson Bartholomew. All rights reserved. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or us...
He's coming tonight. I don't know how I know, but he is. I woke up trembling this evening. I've been in such a state, pacing through the abandoned corridors and empty cavernous rooms, turning on all the lights because I was frightened (the place is haunted, I'm sure of it), and then I turned them all off again because he prefers the darkness. Now I'm sitting...