Stranded Patrick let out a stream of obscenities as he kicked the tire of his rental car. The damn thing had stopped running in the midst of a rainstorm the likes of which Patrick had never seen before. It was a veritable deluge and Patrick was soaked to the bone as he tried to figure out why the car had just stopped running. He was on his way from Springf...
The next morning Scott and I went to breakfast together and then he had to hurry off to team activities. I didn't see Troy all day or night. The soccer coach held two practices and the rest of the time he was tied up with frat business. I purposely avoided the locker room when the soccer players were around. I wasn't sure how my body might react to seeing na...
I was going stir-crazy in my little apartment. The overwhelming urge to go out for a couple drinks was winning. I checked my wallet -- again. The ten dollar bill was still there -- it hadn't magically changed into a 20 or more. I thought about it for a few more minutes and remembered my unemployment check would be in the bank the next day. I grabbed my windb...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sexual situations. Most of the mounted escort riders gathered around their leader were watching the small band of infidels, led by Hugh d'Ibelin, as they rode out of the gate of the stronghold of Belvoir and moved to meet the forces of the Saracens and their allies on the hilltop overl...
It had started raining early in the day and didn't show any signs of slowing down or stopping. Kayden was more disappointed than Ryan because he was really looking forward to spending the day at the beach, maybe even take the paddle boat out for an hour or two. Unfortunately that didn't look like it was going to happen. Ryan didn't care either way. He wasn't...
(Gay, Twinks/Males, Submission/Domination, Fetish, Interracial) All characters are 18+ Years Old. This story contains sex between two Gypsy teenagers and two Cops. The teenagers dominates the Cops. There is also some mild fetish (The two Gypsies have a poor personal hygiene, so you do the maths), nothing too heavy though. But if you are squeamish and don't...
I sat on the rooftop and watched the sun set. It bathed the city in a warm, comfortable glow. The first few stars were beginning to show through the quickly darkening sky. A long, relaxing sigh slipped from my lips as I took a sip of my drink. The last few months had to have been the most hectic I've ever had. Somehow though I was able to make it through eve...
I had been banished. My wife would be joining me in a couple of months, but I was sent ahead—banished from New York—for my transgressions. April's father had known I was bi before he bought me for her daughter—and he also knew how I made my living, because he had been paying April's bills. But I suppose he assumed I would put all of that behind me when we we...
The fanfare of the New York fashion show's success had hugged the Lifestyle's column for almost a week. Prominently displayed was Damon's smiling photograph; so suave and debonair. He was the new darling of the world of haute couture. There was even one caption introducing him as the most available bachelor of the year. Cindy was swamped with calls from wom...
(Author's Note: The characters in this feature are entirely fictional. Any similarities to actual persons are coincidental and should not be construed as actual portrayals. That said, I hope you enjoy the story.) It was early summer between my freshman and sophomore years in college. I had met Dylan just four months earlier in Microeconomics class -- a subj...