Ok, so I got tired of waiting, and reposted the chapter. There is NO sex scenes in this chapter. Just a couple of innocent, clean flashbacks reflecting upon a tender romance. ***** Chapter 39: Reunion Adam zipped up his leather jacket while his shoes crunched on the gravel. Merrick follows closely, before playfully groping Adam's jean rump. He smirked and...
Chapter 90: Water About "And then I'm in this big, dark space." Adam says with his back to the cushion chair, looking at the ceiling, "And everywhere I look, there are these glowing playing cards, all arranged neatly in a circular array around me." "Was there anything else there, Adam?" Donna asked as she sits in her chair with her notepad and clipboard, "...
"Have a lovely evening out. You deserve it and it's about time you did it." I tucked the sheet under Raymond at the side and gritted my teeth. I was getting irritated at everyone saying that to me. Raymond's night nurse, Chester, had said it when I'd come into Raymond's bedroom to say goodnight to him. Raymond's lawyer and president of the Asheville Gay Men...
"Hey, cutie, same time next week!" Thomas said when he noticed I was awake. He was standing beside the bed wearing only his skimpy, string bikini briefs that were identical to my undies; the only difference being, unlike my briefs, his could barely contain his 'package.' "Why are you leaving so early?" I whined, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. "I have to...
I gingerly pulled Fraser's arm from across my chest and slowly moved my hips forward to pull my channel off his now-flaccid cock. There was nothing wrong with the length of him—that was his most notable feature for someone looking for sex from another man. He could remain deep inside me flaccid after a side-splitting fuck like we had just had. He was the onl...
not another werewolf story! I follow at a guarded distance the man who just saved my life, unsure of how much I can trust him not to take it later. He walks briskly, taking great strides with labored ease. He maneuvers the night as if it's day, lumbering about the backwoods like he doesn't feel the roots and bumps underneath. His manner disgusts me but his...
"Nice Shirt." "Thanks," Eddie Bocco answered. The man who had swung into position in front of him on the dance floor of Club Hercules was gorgeous. He was massive, muscular, and black—a black black even for Africa. Coal black. In contrast to Eddie, the man wasn't wearing a shirt at all. His torso was god-like and gleaming with a thin veneer of sweat in the...
Lieutenant Robert Edward Grayson leaned back into his reclining chair, and grimaced as excruciating pain shot down his spine. The pills that they had given him last week weren't doing shit. He had been enduring the lasting effects of his injury for almost ten years now, and almost nothing seemed to ease his suffering. Sleep, and the occasional bottle of...
CW: physical violence, bullying, SPH, spit, coerced sex, forced drinking & weed use. This one gets a little rough in the middle. Let me know if there should be a part II. Enjoy. I can't reply to anonymous messages, so if you want a question answered you need to use an email when you send a message or leave a comment here. I get a LOT of questions from anony...
The eighteen wheeler in front of me had shown symptoms of irregular driving, and I was just contemplating whether to drop the speed to stay back even more. It was raining so heavily it was nearly dark. My attention never would have wandered so far to the edge of the road, if the truck hadn't deliberately swerved to the side to hit a large puddle, splashing s...