Chapter 5: Smells Like Fish Adam sighed as he looked up at the black ceiling, resting his head on his hands. For the 7th night in the row, he hasn't been able to sleep. He didn't need to check his cellphone to know it must be after 5am by now. The first week is always the hardest to deal with. He keeps thinking about Merrick, how long it's going to be...
Milton just minded his own business right before midnight. He spent the last half-hour reading a novel in his living room. The thirty-eight-year-old man would usually decide to watch TV shows from his online subscriptions. But now, he was in the mood to delve straight into classic literature. He read the first few chapters of Cervantes's Don Quixote while li...
I am a young black man and a total power bottom slut. I love nothing more than being gang banged by a group of sexy guys, preferably black, with big dicks. This is the story of how I became this way. After four years, I was finally moving out of my student apartment. I was 23 and a graduate with a top law degree. Black, good looking and ambitious in Philade...
After tending to the needs of the bound burglar in the exercise room, I entered the living room of the house on Park to find that there had been an addition. "The pizza came, and maybe soon the pizza man will come as well," Eric said cheerfully to me, as I walked in. Eric was sitting in the middle of the sofa and had a young guy, certainly no more than nine...
The soldiers were resting around a tiny fire in a small clearing. The fire was only for cooking and illumination; the steamy jungle night required no extra heat. Dan Hansen was sitting with his back propped against a tree trunk, totally exhausted, gazing at the tall figure standing at the edge of the clearing. Harris was so far away from the light that Dan i...
GreedySteve Returns It had been a long two weeks. When GreedySteve sent me the message saying he was exercising his option on me for a second night of rapist-burglar, I thought it would be in a few days. Then I read the date, it was in two weeks. He sent me a quick message saying he was going on vacation and would see me when he got back. Two weeks. I was...
I had sniffed the plumber guy out myself and he had seemed interested, but I was a pretty good judge of men and I didn't think that two resolved tops would work out. I was still mulling whether I had misjudged him when my instincts were confirmed. I'd been warned that this movie guy was crazy before I started out from Eureka to Trinidad, but just the motori...
I felt myself dissolving. Darkness. A thought. A wish. A vision. A flash. And there... Madrid. Spain. Midnight. I'm actually here. Finally. I'm standing in this street. This very street. Near the driveway that leads up to Tate's House. I can't believe it. I need to savour it. This moment of reckoning... Grey rays of pale moonlight filtered through the trees...
***All the accounts in this story are 100% true*** I. I am a married man, 30 years old, and what I'm about to tell you is my true story about how I became curious about other men. It started about 5 years ago. At the time, I was dating the woman I would later marry. We had been dating for about 2 years. She was a good, virtuous, church-going woman; a virgi...
After I left Matt's house, I somewhat reluctantly headed over to Jane's. While I appreciated the truth in Matthew's warning, I probably would have been pretty excited if I honestly thought there was a chance I could get laid tonight. I hadn't lied when I told him I didn't think that's what she had in mind though; Jane was undoubtedly the most chaste eighteen...