Chapter Ten - Good Man, Bad Boy "Why do I have to take him with me?" Ruslan protested. Douglas looked at him, frowning. "Nigel has come a long way to spend some time with us." "You mean with me." Ruslan pointed at himself. "Seriously, papa, the guy is such a bore. And I have some stuff to do later." "With Johnny? No one says that you can't do as you plea...
Monday morning found Parker's nerves about to bubble over. Was Colton really going to pick him up for school? Thinking back, it seemed like a faraway dream. Colton seemed to have done a complete one-eighty. The hunk didn't even know Parker existed, then he moved in on Parker, only to pull away. And now... now he was all possessive and aggressive. It might...
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Chapter Eleven - For This Man Undressing and helping Ruslan take a shower had been a bit of a challenge with his mumbling a bit incoherently and trying to get Johnny to fuck him. "Pretty," he said as softly as he could, as he caressed Ruslan's cheek, as he lay on the bed, under the covers. "What medicine can I bring you?" "Your dick," Ruslan replied, with...
My head was spinning... it was actually going to happen. I'd flown into Las Vegas and had everything set, this was going to be my first time meeting anyone from the adult fuck site I'd finally decided to subscribe to, after I found a couple forum posts I trusted that said they'd gotten laid by girls on the site. It did seem to have hot fuckable pussy if you...
The airplane lazily cuts through the cloudy, gray sky like a bored knife through warm butter. The air is wet and cold. Windy. Inside the plane, the tacky orange carpet screams of gaudy 1960's. The bright, orange seats were plump and cushy. And the place had much more in common with a small 1960's party room/sitting room, than an airplane. The stewardess walk...
Chapter Seventeen - A Twist Of Fate Ruslan looked around, trying hard to look pious. Apparently, he wasn't the only one who was trying to do that. Francis Davenport might have had more enemies than friends attending his funeral, people who wanted to make sure, just like Johnny, that the defunct was dead without one shadow of a doubt, and would soon be six f...
This work is copyrighted and is property of the author. If gay stories offend you or if they are illegal in your area, leave. Any resemblance to any people alive or dead, or any event is purely coincidental. If any of the main characters resemble you...well, lemme find my number... Chapter 2 Sebastian was in a bitch of a mood. He maneuvered his utility ren...
The fog hung heavy over Victorian London this Friday evening, Thomas and Daniel had been working late finishing the accounts for an important client and had finally completed their task. As they left their office, heading for their respective homes, a boy approached and informed them of an art exhibition with complimentary champagne. "Let's give it a whirl...
It was after ten the next day and I had already missed my seminar at the hotel, when I woke naked in the bed of my new lover, in his upscale Manhattan apartment. As I emerged from the bedroom, I was greeted by Spencer's butler Charles, who gave me a knowing glance before taking me out to the balcony for breakfast. I was more than a bit embarrassed, as I was...