Alright, before anything else, I must once again enter the trend of asking the haters and the trolls and nay-sayers here to please DON'T ask me to end my story already. There will be no pulling of the plug. I am very sorry for those of you who think this story has gone on for too long, and if you are sick of seeing the next chapter. But it is very hurtful wh...
[If I can't find the cure, I'll fix you with my love And if you say you're okay, I'm gonna heal you anyway Promise I'll always be there, Promise I'll be the cure -Lady Gaga] +{Noah's Starship}+ +++ "It wasn't the right time. Soon, my love. I promise," Navid said as he hung up with his parents. I'd perched on a high stool at the kitchen bar watching him th...
Thanks everyone for your comments. I didn't know people would miss Noah so much until I got caught up writing the new series. I got a flurry of messages demanding to know what we're up to. I'll be a little better about updating this one. :) +++ [Now that it's raining more than ever Know that we'll still have each other You can stand under my umbrella] +...
Thank you for the feedback. Let me know if you want me to post more. -Emri ++++ We fell into a routine the next few weeks. We hit the gym every morning before breakfast and he'd direct my workout. We cleaned up together, and then he'd pick out my clothes for school. It was always something that had me covered from neck to feet. He would drive me to class a...
Wow, guys. I am overwhelmed by such wonderful comments. This story has lived in my head for so long and I'm thrilled that you guys like it as much as I do. Now I'm terribly nervous for the next chapter, I hope it will live up to your expectations! Please keep the comments coming. It motivates me to keep writing (and editing to make sure it's good writing)....
Copyright 2008 Patricia Osmundsen For those of you who so kindly asked for another story, here it is. Something new, in many ways. My first short story, my first story written specifically for you wonderful people, my first foray into anything other than simple sex. (Well, when is sex really simple? But you get my drift.) Also, my first try at creating some...
The fanfare of the New York fashion show's success had hugged the Lifestyle's column for almost a week. Prominently displayed was Damon's smiling photograph; so suave and debonair. He was the new darling of the world of haute couture. There was even one caption introducing him as the most available bachelor of the year. Cindy was swamped with calls from wom...
This story is a part of a short series of stories following James a forty-something straight married man who has developed a love of cock sucking. Other stories are based on true events. This is what he would like to do; visit a gloryhole. It's a story about the protagonist setting up multiple scenarios to fulfil his urge while on a week-long business trip...
"Hey," he calls out, looking at me seductively. The jets of water are hitting his body, pronouncing his muscles that much more, making him look that much more delicious. He turns his attention from me to the water, and joins his hands to make a cup. He takes some water and raises his hands to above his head, pouring the water into his hair. He turns his eye...
Ryan sighed as he pulled into the driveway. When did things get so hard? He shifted into park and laid his forehead heavily against the steering wheel. It hadn't always been like this; he used to be excited to get home to his wife, to open the door and engage in the ritual of a hug and a kiss and a "how was your day?" Something had changed, lately. He could...