"Well, we seem to be getting back on track. A Boy who is getting closer and closer to completion and where the story will end, no one knows. Not even Rayne! But I've been hard at work these last few weeks and there should be a steady progression of chapters from now until the conclusion (If I don't get side-tracked by Count Cain or the pressures of work, tha...
Though it wasn't uncomfortable enough to hurt, Ben could still feel a slight soreness in his general backside. It was awesome, a constant reminder of his and Dean's weekend together. He couldn't stop thinking about Dean. He pulled out his phone and sent a text. 'My butt hurts. ;)' 'You okay?' 'Good hurt,' he clarified. 'Freak,' Dean sent back almost ins...
Summary: White boy discovers the joys of being a BBC bottom. Note: In part 1, Accidental Text, straight white college student Joey receives a text about sucking cock, accompanied by a picture of a big, black cock. Although he originally shrugs off the temptation, he soon ends up in a bathroom stall sucking black cock, where he discovers not only does he lo...
Please note: Although no incestuous contact occurs in this story, it does contain incestuous themes. ***** Cole and I had been living together for about 6 months. After that first weekend fuckathon we hadn't spent a night apart. I had moved into his place and we considered ourselves an established couple. I'd told my folks about him during our weekly phone...
The concept of this 'Prison School' was the brainchild of Ruben Styles, the gay son of a State Representative, who pushed through a bill to build and operate the school. It was a multi-purpose plan, primarily sold as a means to train non-violent felons in saleable careers, those being building trades, Masonry, Electrical, Plumbing and Carpentry. Also, since...
©Copyright jvaughn, 2013, 2014. All rights reserved. Copyright violators will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. * Guy stared in wonder at Mel's sleeping face. He looked peaceful and angelic. My angel ... so perfect, he thought. The scent of their coupling hung heavy over Mel, and it smelled right. There was no hint of blood, no lingering sce...
"Hey, Josh, we're having a campfire on the beach. Is there any way I can call you back later?" My best friend, Jason, asked me as he answered my call. I was bored out of my mind, and this was my last attempt at entertainment. "Yeah, that's fine." I told him. "I was just calling to say hi. Have fun with Matt." "Thanks! He says hi, by the way." He told me...
Hot Sex With Some African Queens Jo'burg. Ivan shows me around. He's been here before. He has friends, he knows places. We drink in a small bar off Rosettenville, then stroll further towards a club called 'The Blue Dahlia'. There's a low marquee outside. It looks rather run-down. But once inside, with the lights low but for winking red fluorescents and spot...
When I got back to my apartment late that afternoon, I discovered that my unannounced absence from campus had caused a great deal of commotion in the brotherhood. "Where the fuck have you been?" Was Kyle's greeting before I even got the front door closed. "Not real sure why I need to explain myself but I had an out of town date Saturday night. What the fu...
Disclaimer: The characters in this story are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The following story involves graphic descriptions of sexual encounters. If such things offend you, please read no further. For everyone else, I hope you enjoy the story. And this is my first pure m/m story, so fee...