Come here, unbutton my shirt and run your hand down my belly and below my waistband. Feel that? It's all for you. Let it free; let it breath. There, ahhhh. Your warm hand feels so good wrapped around my cock. Feel it growing, getting longer and thicker? That's for you. That's because I love the way you look. What great shape you're in; the way you take care...
I'd been watching my neighbour Tom in his back garden for a couple of weeks. My bedroom window overlooked his back garden so every morning I'd watch him come out onto his patio for his morning cigarette and (I assumed) coffee. He'd be wearing nothing but a T-shirt and tight trunk-style underwear. The shirt and pants clung to every part of his body. He was a...
Hearing my grandfather get up out of bed in the next room I immediately woke up. I quickly got up to make him breakfast but first I had to get out of these shorts. I had gotten quite attached to them over the week. I liked them because they fit me so well. As I posed in front of the mirror in my room with my back turned and looking over my shoulder. I could...
Self-help gurus tell us we grow by "breaking out of our comfort zones" -- and yet few of us ever do. After all, we are creatures of habit. We prefer the safety and comfort of what we know. Maybe this is why it is said that life repeats itself -- because we gravitate towards the familiar, over and over. I've heard these clichés, of course, but was still su...
"Well, look who we have here." Clint Folsom knew without even looking up that Inspector Sigmund Frist had recognized him. "Hello, Sig," he answered, gesturing for his old acquaintance to take a seat in one of the velvet-upholstered barrel chairs in the Alexander Lounge. It was after dinner on the MS River God. The ship was still tied to the dock at Rudeshe...
"Passionate Reading" Ginger held her romance novel in her left hand as she read the seductive steamy passages. She was in bed slightly propped up on her red satin cased pillows. She took deep breaths as her passions slowly rose. Her right hand lay on the back of her husband's head. She continuously twirled a lock of his hair around her manicured finger as h...
Mmmmmm...what can I say, I'm in love with Derek. His body, his protective nature, his quiet side when we're alone (we even cuddle) and, of course, his awesome cock that fills me up several times per day. He told me he was sorry for pimping me out at the bar and fucking that little tramp, and I loved that he loved me enough to apologize! Derek has since move...
"No," he cried out to the heavens, "No! It can't be! It simply can't be... my beloved..." Alexander III -- Alexander the Great, King of Greece, Conquerer of Persia and all of Asia -- knelt on the dry and dusty Mesopotamian earth, the lifeless body of his beloved comrade Hephaistion clutched tightly to against his breast. They had been the closest of friends...
This story is dedicated to all the real Super Heroes of our time - The Service men and women of our Armed Forces and First Responders. This story is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or l...
Megalopolis is a crime riddled city in dire need of a hero, or in my case, heroine. My name is Julie Hosaree, but my alter ego is Nylogirl. From what I can recall from my broken memories, I'm the result of genetic experimentation, an attempt at a super solider. While I have the super strength and speed there are some... Side effects. My powers only work when...