Edited by: Pretty Randy It is strongly recommended that readers check out chapter one before reading this continuation. ***** The next several months saw Jeff and Howard settle into a kind of exploratory phase. Though nominally they maintained separate bedrooms, they were often together overnight. Their sexual interactions were satisfying, but not confini...
Tuesday morning, I reluctantly walked into the school, half-expecting John to cause some big scene. Surprisingly, nothing happened. He walked into the classroom for first period just before the bell rang and left as soon as class was finished. Josh let me know John didn't sit with the group at our table during lunch and he didn't see where he had gone instea...
"Why d'you stop the car?" Rob asked full of concern. I gripped the steering wheel tightly and didn't speak. He reached over and rubbed my shoulder lightly. "Babe, you've been back before, it's ok." "I know, and I feel exactly the same. I don't know - I don't know what I'm doing here," I sighed and his hand moved to the back of my neck. "You're here becau...
"May you live in interesting times," Anya intoned. "Man, I always get that one!" "In bed," I reminded her saucily. "Speaking of which… Josh's coming over tonight," she giggled. "Read yours!" "You are about to embark on a fabulous adventure." I paused for a beat then added, "In bed." "Well, you are going on a trip tomorrow!" Anya squealed excitedly...
Mark remembered waiting at a red light. He had kept a careful distance between himself and the school bus ahead, not only so that he could see the traffic light around its bulk, but so he could avoid the inevitable cloud of diesel fumes when the light eventually turned green. "Addison Grammar School" and a fancy crest were painted on its back. Mark knew th...
Chapter One Another car was speeding past when I opened my eyes again. I pulled up my wrist to check the time. Nearly one in the morning. I felt the bus shake a bit as we drove over what must have been a small rock. Everyone around me was sleeping. I opened the curtain for the window a little more to try and see where we were. Nothing. It was completely da...
'THE LEGEND OF THE HOUSE OF SHAME ...' Editor's Note: This terrifying manuscript is not offered as an authenticated document, neither is there any indication that its contents are anything other than the day-dreaming of a fantasist (indeed, at several points in the manuscript the anonymous narrator suggests that this is, in fact, the case). Nevertheless, th...
Chapter 87: Putting Things Right Merrick loving kisses Adam's lips, before he sits back up. The spoon clinks in the small bowl he holds, before he turns to set it next to the ceramic deep dish containing the rest of the soup. He gets up, and turns around, smiling as he sees the paper fish cards taped up on the wall. He puts his hand onto one of them, openin...
“For the last time, Brandon, he’s alright.” “I still think you should check him again.” Keith slipped his stethoscope back in his pocket. “What, you think I missed something the first four times I checked him?” Nate gave them a sleepy look from his nest of pillows. “Lay off, Bran. I’m fine. Blood thinners give you the shakes sometimes, that’s all.” “You’...
This is my first foray into shorter length erotica. What you are about to read is series of short stories, each of them meant to be separate in their own right, but still chronological and involving the same 2-5 characters. ***** Part 1: The Price and General Juiciness of Georgia Peaches. My 18th birthday was off to a rousing start. Who doesn't want to...