You are Nick Philmore. At 23, you have had a tough life for someone your age. Raised in the foster care system, you moved from town to town and family to family your whole childhood, finally finding a permanent home with an older widow named Margaret in a suburb of Boston. Although you had planned to go to college when you graduated high school, Margaret fel...
Drip! Drop! Drip! A staccato of water droplets add to a quiet and dark ambience. A nearby rock is dislodged, crashing with a large boom. You awake with a jump, chilled from the rock floor you were sprawled on. The room you're in is almost too dark to be traversed. You can see three ragged walls surrounding you, sprawling upward out of your limited night visi...
Names of Characters in this story are fictitious and any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental. * With my cock straining to get loose from my jeans, I looked forward to seeing him every noon hour. He'd eat his sandwich, some cookies and an apple, while looking in my sport-card shop window. By now, I felt like I knew him. And when he'd...
Matt swallowed a huge ball of nerves, trembling slightly as he got comfortable. Well, as comfortable as he could while being on his knees between his best friend's spread legs, his package on full display. Slowly reaching out, he lightly began to run his fingers under John's balls, tickling them softly. He couldn't believe he'd ended up in this position. --...
Meeting Mark during my holiday at the west coast of Denmark had confirmed that I enjoyed male sex very much. Our first time together was wonderful, in spite of how much it hurt to take his huge cock up my still inexperienced ass. I also enjoyed the brief encounters we had in the subsequent week, but I count my last day with him in the summer house as our sec...
© Copyright jvaughn, 2014, 2015. All rights reserved. Copyright violators will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. Author's Note: I am so sorry for the long delay between postings. Life got pretty crazy for a while. I'll post the rest of this first novel by Christmas. However, it's clear to me now that there will need to be a sequel. LOL! Every...
Chapter 3- Morning at the Spa-Lunch-Visit to the Tailors Wakening at my usual 6.30am it was strange but very satisfying to find Will beside me in bed. Slipping out from under the sheets I made my way through to the bathroom slipping off my silk pyjamas and began my normal ritual of the three s's, slipping into a silk robe I returned to find him still asl...
Caleb sighed and looked up from the book he had been reading, wondering how late it had become. He'd been sitting at a tiny study desk in the third floor stacks of his university library for hours, mindlessly scanning the pages of some religious history volume he had found cited in the research of another scholar writing on ancient pagan rituals. He had been...
James had read, and seen, porn about men who could change the world, and that's what he'd been doing last night. After a quick, and mostly unsatisfying, wank, he'd fallen asleep wishing that there was more of this type of porn for gay men; where was the fun in reading about unlimited possibilities if all the characters do is make everyone's tits bigger? Then...
HELLO READER. I am no longer maintaining this story on this site. This story was taken from a free WIP game that I am developing. The features in that game no longer fit easily into the CHYOA format. To be clear, CHYOA is awesome, I just don't have the drive to maintain two versions of the game. You can play the game online at https://unrulydogboy.itch.io/de...