Further Around The World With Nothing On... A thin mist is ghosting up from the water, it deepens the night as it soaks up the light from the dock we're approaching. The steel deck-plates beneath my feet rumble, as though communicating some interior message... a warning perhaps? The oily black surface of the harbour seethes and churns up against the rusty h...
Ethan stood scratching his head staring down at the sleek suit laid out on the bed before him. It was a navy blue with thin pin stripes and exquisitely tailored. "Stop staring at it at it and just put it on," Afton teased. He came to hover near the bed wearing a smirk. "How do you know it will fit me?" Ethan asked. "Because I know men's bodies, and I kn...
Chapter 13 - A Killer Christmas. December 25, 1986 - 0325 I awoke In my burgundy pajamas refreshed, re-energized, and very hungry. I don't know how I got out of my clothes and into pajamas. I had a feeling Naser had something to do with it. There was a Polaroid photo on Tam's dresser mirror frame. I walked to the dresser, the photo it was a picture of m...
Xander woke with Cliff snuggled up tightly in his arms, just like any normal morning, but he knew that the day ahead would be anything but. He had so many worries and doubts about what was coming, however exciting it may have been. He cuddled his husband, breathing in the familiar scent of Cliff. He had always loved that smell, that vanilla scent with a wo...
[Note: This is a long introductory setup to a multi-part story. There is *no* explicit sex in this first chapter. If you are looking for quick, hot read, move on. This is not it. Things will heat up in later chapters, I promise. --Cyanlot] Chapter 1: When I Hit the "Change of Life" When Massachusetts became the first state to legalize gay marriage, Todd a...
In my first story I explained how my I went from being a straight divorced man to becoming a young black man's wife. It was the craziest thing ever. After a few weeks of being with Ezekiel I decided I wanted to live with him full time and be his live in wife. In order to do that I needed to get out of my current life. I needed to sell my condo downtown and...
~~~ * ~~~ This story is purely fictional. I recommend reading the first two chapters of this story before reading this, because it won't make any sense otherwise. If you don't like violence, please stop reading right here - there will be weapons, drugs, manhandling and rough sex. This part is narrated by Noom. If you think I need an editor you are right....
Thunder? Stampede? Earthquake? Ragnarök? No, man, it's the Disciples. The whole motherfucking gang. They're on their hogs, and they ride. Hair streams like sinister oriflammes. Naked biceps clench in leather jerkins. Fists twist throttles. Like a dust of diamonds sweat glistens on the tattoo tapestry. The Disciples roar through primeval forest, serpentinin...
All of his friends told Peter Townsend that he was crazy to buy the apartment in Cartagena, Colombia, in the luxury medium-rise building overlooking the ancient harbor, now yacht basin, as his retreat. But it was so convenient for him to sail his boat right up to the building's dock and whisk himself up to his retreat with its heavy security, and Cartagena c...
Note: This story contains BDSM themes. It was edited by TuckerMcCallahan; thank you for your work! Comments are always appreciated! ***** "You may be a complete fuck-up, but you did do a decent job with all this," Master Xen said, gesturing towards Bill's muscular body. Billy couldn't help but beam with pride. He was still naked, standing in his Master...