Disclaimer: I know I said I wouldn't do sequels anymore, but "My Subway Angel" got such a good response from you guys that I was inspired to write more on Doug. And hey, who knows, if I get good feedback on this, I might be further inspired to at long last finish my "Learning the Ropes" story. Tell me what you think. ___ "My name is Doug, and I have breast...
Most of what you'll read below took place in the mid 60's a time when life was free of such terrors as HIV or any of the other deadly ailments that are prevalent today. ***** My explorations into male fun began when I was eighteen. I had just finished my training as a Guard on the Underground, stationed at Acton Town. Initially I started on the District Li...
Hi, I wrote this story as a Part 2, so part of it will seem like a recap of Chapters 1-7. But I am continuing the story as if I did not write the epilogue at the end of the last chapter. Chapters 8-11 are written like a stand along story. I pretty much got their whole lives mapped out in my head so there is no prediction of when this series will end. In case...
The Starlings invited the Fraziers over for Thanksgiving dinner in Greenwich and Jack's family agreed, although June protested a bit. She had planned to spend it with Stacy and Liam at the Ferguson house, but last minute conceded to go with the rest of her family to CT. Brayden, who goes everywhere Henrietta goes, also planned to attend Thanksgiving in Green...
I appreciate all the comments you guys have made. It is easy for someone to give advice of my finding an editor or proof-reader, but hard for me to do it. I don't know anyone who would do it and I have been in contact with a couple of people, but never heard back from them. I tried real hard to find all the mistakes in this chapter. I am not a professional w...
Chapter 24 – Mirror, Spice, Flow Part I – Fuck-a-thon, Redux I stood up on the couch and slipped over the back. A move that didn't go over so well with the siblings. "Mooooooooooooooooom!" "Preston's jumping on the furniture again!" "Aren't you guys too old to tattle?" I taunted. Mom's melodramatic sigh followed me as I bolted out of the room....
"Oh, my God!" Trace could barely contain himself, whistling at the leggy blonde strutting off the stage and toward their group. "She's fucking fine! I'll see you boys later!" He held out a couple bills, and the obviously enhanced stripper sauntered over to him, grinding her purple thong-clad pelvis against his knee as she took the money he proffered with her...
Chad seemed totally different from the guy I'd known before. He'd always been the frat boy brimming with confidence, if not downright cockiness; or at least that was how I'd always seen him. Now he was stumbling over his words, with a scared-shitless look on his face. I didn't know if I'd ever seen a grown man so vulnerable. He didn't want to talk in public...
Several of my buddies take an annual trip, just the guys, leaving the wives at home and taking a week to do all that stupid stuff that wives hate; drinking beer, watching sports, swapping stories, and generally being guys. This year we decided to go skiing and found an awesome cabin in the woods near a major ski resort. Even better, the resort was near a ca...
This story has scenes of mild domestic violence and hurtful language. If this is a trigger for you, you may want to consider skipping this story. The number of the domestic violence hotline with operators available 24 hours is: 1-800-799-SAFE (7233) * Simon "Well, have you found ya' a big one yet?" My mother questioned in her Brooklyn accent. No matter h...