Note for this chapter - my werewolves have a non-stereotypical trait in that they're not allergic to silver, instead they are allergic to iron. I've decided that my werewolves are a species of fey/Faery so iron is more logical then silver. Thanks yet again to you guys that are still reading this and giving me comments and encouragement! It means a lot and...
WARNING: this chapter contains incest between two brothers. This story is in no way true to the events of the story, or 'canon', and is merely a dream that the main character has. If you do not wish to read this chapter, please skip it and go on to chapter 8. Again, the events of this part are not true to the story and is merely a non-canon spin off. ***...
There are parallels with some of these characters with real life people. Purely for entertainment purposes only. ************************ I waited until "Sanders-mania" died down before I called him and even then I was apprehensive. It wasn't like I was afraid but more or less worried how exactly this was supposed to be handled. Richard was the Game Master...
"There is someone here to see you, sir," the butler announced him. "He doesn't want to say his name, but he has been here before. A certain Mr. Lopez." Klaus quirked an eyebrow. Not the Lopez brother he wanted to see, that was certain. It was late, Hans was already asleep, and he was just burning the midnight oil, for no apparent reason. "May I suggest so...
"Vanessa Romane." Vanessa quietly replied after a few minutes. A faint blush appeared on her cheeks. She mentally scolded herself for having such a reaction to Reyhen's adopted brother. "I'd say it was a pleasure to meet you, but this is kinda embarrassing." "It's all your brother's fault." Remi grinned and gently lifted Vanessa back up to her feet. "He was...
A/N: This series contains (or will contain) gay male sexuality, vampires, incest, BDSM and bondage. Throughout the series there may be instances of non-consensual sex and/or reluctance. If any of this makes you uncomfortable, do not continue on. You've been warned. *** I drummed my fingers restlessly against the dark wood of my desk. Waiting impatiently....
It had been nearly a month since I had last had some dick and I was getting antsy. I went looking online to find someone like me to hook up with: married and willing to pump and dump with no thought of anything but anonymity. At the time I was thirty-two years old and had three children with my wife of nine years, but even with my full beard, my blue eyes an...
My second experience with a guy – actually a man – would be completely different and a lot less innocent! It occurred when I was 18. At that time, we lived overseas. My father was an Army Major. He and my mother had divorced two years earlier. She returned to the states with her then lover, while my brother and I stayed in Germany with our dad. My dad had ca...
He tried to avoid thinking too much about his present circumstances. Simply trying to survive sometimes offered a slight means of distraction. Try as he might though Lukas's thoughts inevitably reverted back to his family. He sorely missed his father's guidance, especially at a time when he needed it the most. He had been there his entire life, helping and t...
Elliot's Point of View For as long as I can remember anxiety has ever been present in life and now at the age of twenty-three, I still struggled with it. Awkwardness and weirdness followed me daily, yet inclusivity made me happy. I was grateful for the few friends in my life. They were aware of my extreme shyness and have accepted me fully. They stopped try...