I thought it was a pretty nifty idea, really. I had been selling my body for a couple of years already just to get to where I'd gotten. And then when I managed to get into a prestigious university in a rich, relatively small town known for its part-time eccentric millionaire residents, I could see that I would need a lot more money to maintain my new lifesty...
"Is that you, little bro?" he heard his brother calling for him. "Yeah, it's me," Jake spoke. "I'll make you something to eat." "With your cooking, I might be dead by next week," Diaz joked. Jake helped his brother up on to his good foot and then guided him to the kitchen table. At least he knew how to make scrambled eggs. "How come you didn't go running...
There was no way I could move on Wednesday, let alone teach, so I called in and cancelled my classes. (I could hear the disappointed moans all the way from campus.) I moved around in a weird daze, pain and post-coital glow together. I felt better after a hot bath. That sounds like a real girlie thing to do, but, hey, I'm quickly turning into a real girlie, o...
Revised version copyright 2006 by the author. WARNING: This story contains scenes of bondage and domination between consenting adult males. "You're an idiot," Kevin said. "I know, I know," I sighed. We were sitting in overstuffed chairs in our favorite downtown coffeehouse. Outside, traffic rushed by in the sunny warmth of a late spring afternoon. "I kn...
Chapter 3 - Ready Set GO! Almost I walked into the laundry room, slipping off my Chucks. I was about to pull off my socks but stopped, the voice of previous lectures delivered by Mom ringing in my head. "James Spence. Take those socks off. I have a mop for cleaning my floors, not your gym socks." Oh god forbid, walking around the house in white socks. But...
(I apologize for the long delay in continuing this story. My classes and work schedule have been a bit crazy. While there is no sex in this chapter, all notions of sex are between characters of a legal age to be participating in sexual activities. If you are unfamiliar with the story so far, I invite you to read chapters 1-3, as parts of these chapters are...
All communication in parenthesis is done mentally. * Chapter 1 Silence echoed within the tight confines of the carriage as it quickly sped through the cool autumn night, the passengers inside each lost in their own thoughts. Neither paid attention to the foreboding trees outlining the trail at which they traveled, nor did they pay any heed to the eerie ho...
This is a work of fiction, and as such the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be undertaken with impunity only in the world of fantasy. In reality, it is your obligation and your right to play safely, sanely and healthily. I hope you enjoy my work, and if you have any comments, or ideas that may ins...
I had just returned to the office from my workout I usually did on my Friday lunch hour, when I was called and told to report to Mr. Kohn's office up on the Penthouse floor. My heart hammered in my chest, and I had a cold knot in my stomach. This couldn't be good news. It was Friday, the company had been laying off staff, and I was older. I hadn't even see...
Lost in the inky black abyss of slumber, William Kikiwawason's huge red-chocolate body, wide shoulders, wide chest, and big arms are all balled up under the silk white sheets. He was dreaming. Asleep. But still, consciously aware. He KNEW he was sleep, he KNEW he was dreaming. But he also KNEW there was giggling. And he was trying to decipher if it was just...