Neil sighed and threw down the pencil. He couldn't focus with all of these thoughts running through his head. He was happy with Dalton. He was a little arrogant, but he treated Neil well. Better than Neil thought most people would treat him. He still had no hope for humanity. "Something wrong?" Dalton asked. Neil looked over at him. They were sitting in hi...
I swerved left and right at slow 20 mph. The Jeep Wrangler dipped deeply to the sides, much more like a dingy in waves than a car on steady land. The shocks of my rental were worn out. I wanted to at least get a feel for the jelly pudding of a car on the deserted airport ancillary road before hitting life traffic. It was my first time in Hawaii. What? Was I...
"Let's head over to West 4th for a pickup game, whadda ya say?" It was a hot summer New York night, the kind where it doesn't dip below 80 degrees and anyone and everyone is out and about, looking for something to do. The idea sounded like a great one to Ernesto; his friends, however, weren't as enthusiastic. "Whadda ya fucking crazy? It's fucking hot as f...
"This is Claude, Claude Barbier, Neal. He'll be living with us this summer. He's a concert pianist. French." "I've heard interesting things about you, young man," the Frenchman said. "I'm looking forward to getting to know you better." This was how I was greeted coming off the train in Gunzenhausen, an ancient Bavarian town on a large lake, Muhr am See, be...
We were sitting down on the only couch available. Marco’s knees were bent, with his right ankle resting atop his left knee. I was further to left and facing him when I straightened my leg and that’s pretty much all it took. Searching for a place to rest my weary feet, instead, I encountered the inside of his firm jean-clad thigh. Indeed, quite by chance, I s...
For those who regularly read my stories, please heed this warning. This story was written for a friend and is D/s. With thanks to Blitzwing. * Stefan moved in to clean the table as the group headed out of the bar. Almost immediately it was filled with a new group. Friday and Saturday nights were regularly busy, so he knew it would be more of the same th...
Thank you so much for all the encouragement! This is the longest story I have begun to write, and every kind word, and even critique makes me want to write more and improve! It is wonderful to know that people have read, understood, and even enjoyed what I have written, so thank you. * Jon was relieved when he came into the dorm to find Soul watching video...
With well practiced skill, Elaine set her tray down and started unloading glasses. It didn't take her long at all, a few seconds really, to finish. The empty glasses clattered as she tried to push the heavy rack up over the top to the dishwashers. Her hands were a little slippery, and she almost didn't make it when another pair of hands came to the rescue. S...
Chapter 1: Stockholm [June 2010] The first time I realized that my dad wasn't always right, I was eight years old. He told me that bullies always back down when challenged, and I found out that just wasn't so, or at least not when the challenger is about a head shorter than said bully and happens to be the shiest kid in third grade. Still, when I look back...
This is part of an ongoing story over multiple Categories with common characters. Too much cock. Never thought I'd say the words, but I had access to too many cocks. The three ladies lived in Vegas, so that was three hours away. Edwin, Alexa and Marcus were in town occasionally so that was cool. That still left nine fucking cocks in this small town. Even I...